In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

The speed of the dragon horse running at full speed was as fast as the wind.

Gu Cheng and Tang Lingyu rode along the official road and soon arrived at the scene of the incident.

On this spacious official road, there were more than 20 carriage wreckages.

Human corpses that were sucked into mummies were scattered around the carriages.

They were flailing and flaming, and their death was extremely miserable. It was obvious that they felt great fear before they died.

A rough count showed that there were hundreds of people!

The bright red blood flowed all over the ground, dyeing the road dark red, and under the sunlight, it emitted a pungent fishy smell.

The property transported on the carriages was also looted. It was obvious that the murderer was a bandit who killed people and robbed goods!

Looking at the extremely tragic murder scene in front of him.

Tang Lingyu couldn't help but show a look of horror, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

She had been cultivating herself, and although her cultivation was very powerful, she rarely went out on missions before.

This was the first time she had witnessed such a horrific scene after a massacre.

"Look at the flags on these carriages. This should be a large family moving their entire family, but they were attacked on the way..."

Gu Cheng was very calm.

He got off his horse, walked into the scene, looked at the mummies that were beheaded by a knife, and analyzed softly:

"Looking at the traces of battle left at the scene, there were not many people involved in the attack, at most only five people."

Among them, there should be a master with a knife who could chop off the heads of dozens of people in an instant, and there were two warriors who broke through the ordinary realm...

To have such strength, I think he must be a powerful innate master! "

"..."

Tang Lingyu walked to Gu Cheng without saying a word and observed the tragic scene closely.

I saw a petite little girl's corpse, who was only five or six years old when she was alive, being tightly hugged by a woman's corpse.

Both of them had a huge wound on their chests, which was obviously pierced by the murderer.

And in the hand of the little girl's corpse, there was still a finely crafted rag doll tightly grasped, which was stained red with blood and looked a little creepy.

After staring for a while.

Tang Lingyu withdrew his gaze from the two mummies and turned to look at the young man in black beside him.

"The person who killed them practiced the "Blood Sword Sutra"? "

"Yes. "

Gu Cheng nodded with a gloomy face.

There are many magic skills that can suck blood, but the only one that can have such terrifying power is the "Blood Knife Sect".

At this time, Gu Cheng couldn't help but recall the information he had overheard in the cafeteria of the Demon Suppression Division.

The remnants of the Blood Knife Sect are making trouble everywhere in Tianshui County. Now it seems that this matter seems to be much more serious than he had imagined before.

In this fucked up world of demons and warriors, human life is as cheap as grass.

Like the massacre of more than 300 people in front of them, looking at the entire Kyushu land, it can only be regarded as a "small fight".

But since they have encountered it, the two will naturally not let these innocent victims be exposed in the wilderness.

Gu Cheng urged his divine consciousness to take objects from the air and put these dead bodies The miserable mummies were piled up on the roadside.

Then a ball of flame rose from Tang Lingyu's palm, and a hot palm wind whistled away, cremating the mountain of corpses on the spot.

The billowing black smoke rose up, emitting a scorching high temperature, causing the hair of two people nearby to move with the wind.

Tang Lingyu stood quietly in front of the fire, holding the blood-stained rag doll in her hand, gently stroking it for a while, and then threw it into the fire.

In a pair of black and beautiful eyes, the blazing flames were reflected, just like her angry mood at this time.

Gu Cheng stood side by side with the short-haired beauty and took in the latter's expression.

After pondering for a moment, he said faintly:

"As far as I know, the practitioners of the "Blood Knife Sutra" must find a place to refine it as soon as possible after killing people and sucking blood.

Judging from the time of death of these people, the murderer should not run too far, or even be dormant nearby. "

Hearing this, Tang Lingyu's eyes lit up, and he looked up at the young man in black:

"Chief Gu, what do you mean?"

"I mean... since we are here, Lingyu, should we "work overtime"? "

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At the same time.

There is an abandoned mountain village dozens of miles away from Gu Cheng and the others.

The villagers in the mountain village have long disappeared.

Now, this place has become a temporary camp for several "stray dogs".

In a spacious courtyard in the mountain village, a banquet is being held.

A young man dressed as a scholar, a one-eyed middle-aged man,and a short man, who were sitting around a wooden table, eating meat and drinking wine.

There were also many gold and silver jewels on the table, which were probably their previous spoils.

In a wooden house near the three people, the wailing of a woman was heard from time to time, mixed with a series of indescribable noises.

The three bandits were completely indifferent to this, and it was obvious that they were already used to this kind of noise.

After about a cup of tea.

The woman in the room suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then it was completely quiet.

Then, the door of the wooden house opened.

A bald man with dragon and tiger tattoos, naked upper body, reached out to pull up his pants, and walked out swaggeringly.

His eyes flashed with scarlet evil light, but soon returned to normal ink color.

"Damn it! Ever since my eldest brother broke through the Xiantian realm, his appetite has been getting bigger and bigger.

There were obviously several pretty girls among the group of "fat sheep" yesterday, but he killed them all before I could do anything!"

The bald strong man sat at the wine table and complained with dissatisfaction:

"He ate meat to his heart's content. He sucked at least 250 of the more than 300 blood bags, but the brothers didn't even give him a sip of meat soup..."

"You baldy, keep your voice down! My eldest brother is still in seclusion in the village!"

The one-eyed man scolded while pouring a glass of wine for the bald strong man. The latter was frightened and shrank his neck. He looked around hurriedly and spoke in a lower voice.

The four bandits toasted each other and chatted, and began to recall the "glorious years" of the past.

Before these five people became bandits, they were all core figures of major gangs.

Although they were all gray forces that could not be ranked, they were better than the top and the bottom, and they were doing well in Tianshui County.

As a result, a year ago, I don’t know what happened to the Demon Suppression Division, but suddenly a big purge came, which completely ended their good days.

The major gangs in Tianshui County suffered heavy casualties and completely became history.

The five surviving brothers gathered together and were forced to keep each other warm and became brothers of different surnames.

And by chance, they met a mysterious man who claimed to be the new "master" of the Blood Knife Sect.

The mysterious man was very generous. Not only did he give them a panacea, he also taught them the "Blood Knife Sutra".

For nearly a year.

The five of them have been wandering around Tianshui County, committing crimes, intercepting merchants and passers-by in the wild, and sucking blood to practice.

With the help of this quick evil skill, their strength has naturally improved by leaps and bounds, but there have also been considerable disagreements within.

Even the generous leader of the Blood Blade Sect had some doubts.

"... If you ask me, that old bastard Deng definitely had bad intentions!"

The scholar held the wine glass in both hands and said worriedly:

"Think about it carefully, why would he spread such a precious thing as the technique? What good would it do for him?"

"Tsk, you're already practicing the magic technique, why do you still care about this?"

The short man spat out a chicken bone with a look of disdain:

"Anyway, we brothers are not the opponents of that old Deng. As long as we can quickly improve our strength, you don't care if he has any tricks."

"But..."

The scholar wanted to refute, but the one-eyed man next to him suddenly cheered up and said in a low voice excitedly:

"It's alive! It's alive! My demon servant just found two more "fat sheep"!"