It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

When Feng Ye heard this voice, he turned around subconsciously, his pupils dilated.

Behind him, at some point, stood a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was wearing ordinary clothes and her back was bent.

But what he was holding in his hands was anything but ordinary.

In the middle-aged woman's right hand, she held another middle-aged woman's head. The head was still dripping, and the soil was stained red with blood.

Zhou An tilted his head slightly: "People often say to me that I never thought that a small Anding County could hide masters. Now I also want to say that a small Qingliu Village also hides masters."

Zhou An had met this middle-aged woman, including the head of another woman in her hand, in the village.

And it happened to be the target of his investigation.

Unexpectedly, he was deceived and even came to the door.

It was this middle-aged woman who just started a fire and burned all the children's corpses cleanly.

"Hehehe..." the middle-aged woman sneered: "We have found the body and you have received the reward, why are you still chasing the soul?"

On his right hand, a red flame rose, burning the other woman's head to ashes.

"Zhou An, I didn't intend to be your enemy. After all, you are still useful, but you have to encounter these things."

"Do you know me?" Zhou An raised his eyebrows and said, "There are many people who know me, but if you know me in this way, can I doubt that you knew my identity before?"

This woman just appeared and called him by his name, and she was not surprised by his sword skills.

It was obvious that he knew everything about him.

"Of course I know you. It's not the time for you to die yet, but you, my friend, want to provoke those weird things." The woman sighed.

"I still want to investigate the Qingliu River. My friend is not sensible. If I want to hire someone to retrieve the body, I can only kill her."

Friend refers to the woman’s head in the hand.

Feng Ye looked left and right, and finally walked towards Zhou An.

In his mind, at least Zhou An's side is safer.

The woman is more like a villain.

Although Zhou An looked like a villain when he killed Weiwei just now.

But it's safer...

"Sir, this person should be a fire praying master." Feng Ye whispered.

"In ancient times, people worshiped flames, and this profession was born. They were good at manipulating flames and were very powerful."

"Even among miscellaneous sects, it is a very rare profession."

At such times, he tried to keep his explanations brief.

Zhou An nodded and said nothing.

The woman in front of him brought him a lot of pressure, more pressure than the leader of the Beast Cult.

Before he could speak, the woman waved her hand and brought up a handful of bright flames.

The surrounding woods suddenly burned without fire and turned into ashes.

"You're out of pot." The woman sneered.

Zhou An: "..."

This guy even knows how to make wooden pots.

He couldn't figure out why he was exposed.

But he knew one thing clearly: it was time for a fight.

Zhou An didn't talk nonsense, and brought up the sword with his long sword.

Countless blades of light were like meat grinding machines, sweeping towards the woman.

The woman raised her right hand, and the red flame burned the sky and boiled the sea, and even the light of the sword was boiled into nothingness.

"You are very strong, the best among the third-rate masters."

"Your sword skills are progressing very quickly. If you progress one step further, even I will die at your hands."

"It's a pity that I'm already halfway to becoming a second-rate master."

"Today, you will definitely die."

As soon as the words fell, the flames like the sky-burning bamboo sea seemed to be inspired, and turned into a long fire dragon in mid-air. With the momentum of destroying the heaven and the earth, it struck towards Zhou An.

Just the head of the fire dragon is the size of a house.

Zhou An remembered the power of the flame just now. If he was hit by this move, he would instantly turn into ashes.

"boom!"

Zhou An grabbed Feng Ye's shoulder and threw him out of the fire dragon's range.

When he felt that the fire dragon had touched his side, a life-and-death crisis suddenly emerged in his mind.

The Qi on the body's surface twisted crazily, sensing the changes in the fire dragon.

Zhou An moved to the side, narrowly avoiding the fire dragon's attack.

"boom!"

The roar exploded and resounded through the night sky.

The ground was burned black, cracks appeared, and then it was swept by the fire dragon into a huge pit.

Zhou An wiped the sweat from his forehead. Even if he avoided it, he could still feel the heat.

"It's kind of like a long-distance approach."

He rushed towards the woman without hesitation and swung the long knife in his hand again.

It can be retracted and released freely, and the weight seems to be light.

This time, the white sword light swung did not form a line or a piece.

The white sword light was layered one on top of another, actually condensing into a deep whirlpool of sword light.

The sword light began to spin, bringing up a gust of wind and approaching the woman.

"You are very smart. If I use fire to resist, the strong wind will blow towards me."

The woman said indifferently: "Have you ever thought about it, fire praying masters are not afraid of fire."

Flames surrounded her body and swept across the woman's body under the strong wind.

The sword light disappeared and was burned into nothingness by the flames.

A woman's voice came from the flames.

"No one can block his way. He is perfect in my heart. Even his lover was killed by me, let alone you!"

he?

who is it?

Zhou An didn't know clearly, but he knew that the trouble today was a bit big.

This woman is the strongest person he has ever met.

Half a foot into the realm of second-rate masters.

And it’s still an extremely old profession.

Is it a big problem?

The problem is huge.

But just because the problem is big doesn't mean it can't be solved, it just means it will be very troublesome.

"You seem to know a lot. I really don't want to kill you. If I can capture you alive, I should be able to get a lot of information." Zhou An said.

The woman was slightly startled: "Kill me?"

Zhou An nodded solemnly: "You will die sooner or later, why not tell me some news, and I will at least let you die a little more happily."

"You were the one who touched those children. Even if you didn't do it, it still mattered. So you really don't want to live today. In order to die easier, please tell the truth."

The woman was completely stunned.

"Now that I have the upper hand, who do you think you are? I was the one who killed those children. What can you do to me? What does it matter if a few children die for him?"

At this point, the woman's tone was close to crazy, as if the lives of those children were just a bunch of ants.

When Zhou An heard this, his eyes gradually became cold. He turned to look at Feng Ye and said, "If I kill her, can I pursue her soul?"

Feng Ye swallowed his saliva: "Sir, I can only try my best."

Zhou An shrugged and said it didn't matter.

He raised the long knife and pointed it at the woman.

Zhou An's tone was as cold as water: "Those children are innocent people. They are very lonely down there. You go and accompany them."

"I don't want your information anymore. Doesn't Qingliuhe worship the river god?"

"Today, I will sacrifice you to the river!"