Dao Fruit

The moonlight is bright.

In the dense forest, two figures walked slowly, one tall and one short.

The two men were wrapped in dark blue clothes, covered their faces, and had turbans on their heads, revealing only a pair of eyes.

"Qiu Yan has been living in the city these days, so it's not easy to take action. Let's go explore tonight. If there is a chance, just take action! Kill if you can!"

"Don't be impulsive. Don't forget the king's order. Try to capture him alive!"

"Brother! How much did the tribe lose because of this man's evil scheme? How many tribesmen died? In the words of the Central Plains people, it is irreconcilable! Such a person is still captured alive? Killing him is a bargain for him!"

"Do you think I don't want to kill? But the king has an order, how can I not listen? However, the king only said to capture him alive, and did not prohibit hurting people. After taking him down, cut off his limbs, and don't worry about the scholar playing tricks or escaping!"

"Good idea! It's still thoughtful, brother!"

The two men talked in a low voice, not speaking the Central Plains Mandarin.

As soon as the words fell, there was a strong wind in the distance, and then a voice came from afar-

"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be the swamp people coming for revenge!"

The person who spoke was very far away, but it was Qiu Yan holding a long sword, stamping his feet, leaving footprints on the ground, and rushing over!

The two people spoke the language of the swamp people. Although Qiu Yan had not learned it, his perception extended to capture the emotional fluctuations of the two people, and he could still hear the clues!

"Who is it?"

The two masked swamp people were startled at first, and looked in the direction of the sound. When they recognized the person, they were not surprised but happy.

One of them said, "It's the scholar named Qiu Yan! I didn't expect that he would come to our door before we went to find him. He is really looking for death!"

Another person said, "Don't underestimate the enemy. This person is moving fast, his muscles and bones are shaking. It is obvious that he has martial arts. He dares to come to us on his own initiative. He must have something to rely on!"

While talking, the two of them did not hesitate. They kicked the ground together, stirring up a lot of mud, but the power of the kick did not disperse at all. It was all concentrated on the soles of the feet, bursting out, and pushing the two people out.

Bang! Bang!

After two consecutive sounds, the two swamp people flew out like cannonballs, pointing directly at Qiu Yan. The ripples of power could be faintly seen on their bodies, spreading and spreading throughout the body.

At this moment, a thought came out of the blue steel sword in Qiu Yan's hand--

"These two people are not simple! They can control the strength of the whole body at will, and at least they are people who have refined the fifth soul!"

Qiu Yan kept walking and went forward: "Fifth soul? Central soul? That Biao Xin really thinks highly of me. In his eyes, I should be just a scholar with some talent, but the person sent here actually has the cultivation of refining the fifth soul. It is very likely that he is the peak force in the tribe. He is really willing to invest."

He just heard the conversation between the two people from a long distance, and guessed the origin of the other party from a few words. Knowing that they were sent by the Swamp People, the "king" in the mouths of the two people should refer to Biao Xin.

Biao Xin is ambitious and has contacted various tribes. He even colluded with the barbarians and wanted to make a big fuss and benefit from it. However, he was pacified by Qiu Yan's military strategy. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but his own troops also suffered a lot of losses and have been expelled from the country. It can be said to be in a mess.

After suffering such a big loss, as a swamp tyrant, of course it is unbearable, and it is normal to send people to retaliate.

"This person is very ambitious. Since he wants to retaliate, he should not only target me, but also other people who participated in this military event. I am afraid it will be difficult to escape."

At this time, the long sword said again-

"These swamp people came here to capture you alive. Their ambitions are not small."

"That Bo Xin's ambition is indeed not small! But the fierce battle is about to start, so stop thinking about it!" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, threw the long sword out, stuck it into the ground, and then the strength rose, the joints vibrated, and rushed towards the two people!

"Qiu Yan, are you sure you want to do this?" Another thought came from the long sword.

"Of course, since you want to take care of your life, you must catch up with the realm of life cultivation as soon as possible. Brother Jian will watch from the side. If there is any deficiency, please give me some advice!" Qiu Yan did not say this sentence, but directly sent it in his mind.

On the opposite side, two masked swamp people have rushed to the front!

Qiu Yan's mind also focused, staring at the two of them, his muscles and bones trembled constantly, his strength flowed, his true energy shuttled under his skin, and the momentum formed by the gathering of the three souls surrounded him, faintly forming an aura, as if as long as it was touched, it would lead to a violent counterattack!

"Interesting!"

The two swamp people noticed the aura around Qiu Yan, and a look of scruple flashed in their eyes, and then the killing intent was so intense that they raised their hands, their palms vibrated, and the true energy surged out!

The true energy emitted by the two of them was extremely condensed, like two thin whips, slashing towards Qiu Yan, with a surging killing intent, crossing a distance of five feet in a blink of an eye, and breaking into the three soul aura around Qiu Yan!

That fierce force clearly wanted to cut Qiu Yan in half! No room for maneuver!

As soon as the soul moved, the perception was clear.

With the sensitive induction of the aura, Qiu Yan concentrated his mind, scattered his thoughts all over his body, and then moved his mind and body. While moving, he shook his body and brushed past two long whips of true energy!

Snap!

Two thin and deep marks suddenly appeared on the ground!

"You have some skills and are flexible in dodging. No wonder you dare to come! But you killed so many tribesmen and inspired the courage of the whole tribe. You are the number one sinner in the world. It's useless to hide!"

The short masked swamp man said in a deep voice, shaking his body in the air, and suddenly the air surged like a tide, rushing towards Qiu Yan!

This tide of air is full of sticky and engulfing artistic conception, as if a swamp fell from the sky!

"Hmm?" Feeling the swamp atmosphere, Qiu Yan's mind moved, and the pores all over his body surged with air, turning into black wind, rolling his body into the air, leaving the coverage of the air tide, and then falling straight down. The huge power from the rhinoceros and the rhinoceros burst out and crashed into the ground!

Boom!

The ground suddenly splashed with mud, and it fluctuated like the surface of the water, blowing the masked swamp man who emitted the air tide away!

But before Qiu Yan could catch his breath, a strong wind broke through the air behind him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The change in airflow was captured by the three souls' aura at the first time. Qiu Yan's tense mind suddenly tightened, and dense pain appeared on the skin behind his neck.

This is the induction of the air, and the crisis is coming!

Immediately, Qiu Yan suddenly opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing the surrounding air into his mouth. His chest and abdomen bulged high, and then he leaned back and opened his mouth to spray air!

Huh!

The airflow surged, and the front end condensed into a sharp point, like a sheep's horn, rotating and whistling, blowing away the dense air needles coming from behind!

These air needles, colorful, emitting a fishy smell, all contain poison. But they were emitted by the tall masked swamp man.

"Some tricks!"

The tall swamp man was slightly surprised, and then he swung his arm, and the air needles that were blown away returned again, flying all over the sky, emitting a condensed and poisonous artistic conception.

On the other side, the short swamp man who was blown away also rushed back, swinging his arms, and the air tide rolled, like a swamp.

The two men were one in front and one behind. The air needles and air tides rushed up and down.

Front and back attack!

Faced with this situation, Qiu Yan's face did not change, and he turned his body, and the black wind covered his body. The whole person spun rapidly, and the strength penetrated his whole body and reached the soles of his feet.

Sink!

He sank into the mud! Using this to dodge the attack!

"What a series of strange moves!"

The two swamp people were slightly surprised, and they inexplicably felt a kind of pleasure of cat playing with mouse in their hearts.

In the next few breaths of time. Qiu Yan leaped and moved, shuttling between the air tide and the air needle, very dangerous.

But. The two swamp people didn't know that in Qiu Yan's heart, there was a mist of demons, which magnified the sense of crisis, making his mind more concentrated and tense, and his nerves tense, like a bowstring pulled to the extreme, and the external three souls aura tried its best to capture every change!

The heartstrings gradually tightened, but the heart always maintained a clear mind to capture and comprehend.

In the flesh and blood, a soul shadow became clearer and clearer...

The power shuttled, and the four souls circulated.

Finally!

Qiu Yan was shocked and hesitated in the air for a while!

"Good opportunity!"

Of course, the two swamp people would not miss this opportunity. They rushed forward, and the true energy and power surged and roared, and they were about to take Qiu Yan down in one fell swoop!

At this moment, a flash of light appeared above Qiu Yan's head, and his soul left his body. The three half-fused souls spread out a light mist, condensing into a bookshelf with the word "Jing" on it.

Then, the books in the bookshelf turned into talismans, shooting out, like more than a hundred magical talismans whistling together, converging into a torrent, bursting out with the breath of scriptures and enlightenment, instantly engulfing the two swamp people!

"What's going on?"

The swamp people were repeatedly retreated by the impact of the talisman torrent, and the waves and fine needles condensed by the true energy were also eroded by the thoughts and emotions in the talismans, and lost control!

The talisman shook, resonating with the surrounding spiritual energy, making the scriptures manifest. In an instant, the sound of reading bursts in the area of ​​more than 30 feet, deafening!

"Not good! This person is also practicing the soul way! He suddenly attacked and let you and me get hit!"

"Why didn't he use it just now, and only used fists and feet to fight the enemy?"

The swamp man was surprised and puzzled, and burst out with strength and true energy at the same time, trying to get out of the torrent of talismans, but just as the energy burst out, the soil under his feet suddenly exploded, and a figure broke out of the ground!

Then, the vigorous blood rushed up to the sky, directly imprisoning the two swamp men!

Boom! Boom!

With a dull sound of landing, the two men lay on the ground and could no longer move.

"Who is the one who attacked? What a terrifying momentum?" They turned their heads and saw the figure of Dao Gugao, but his face was blurred, as if separated by a layer of smoke and could not be seen clearly.

This person was Tang Lai who was refined into a puppet.

"When this man attacked, we two didn't even have time to react. Could he be Qiu Yan's helper? If he had such a helper, why didn't he attack earlier and fight with us two?"

In doubt, the two swamp people looked forward, and then their faces changed drastically.

Qiu Yan stood there, his whole body vibrating, his flesh and blood pulsating, and it seemed that there were thousands of tiny ants crawling under his clothes, and his aura was rising.

This scene was not unfamiliar to the two, they had also experienced it before -

"He is adjusting and sensing the tendons of his whole body, thinking about it in his whole body, and refining the central spirit!"

Pah!

As if to confirm it, a slight sound came from Qiu Yan's body, and his eyes were full of brilliance!

Central spirit, gather and refine! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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