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Chapter Eleven Murder and Robbery

() As the carriage team left the Eight Immortals Town, a man in black quietly left the Eight Immortals Town through another exit, hanging far behind the Cheng family's carriage team.

Until we left Baxian Town for dozens of miles, we could see that there was only an ordinary path surrounded by mountains and forests.

Liu Tian speeded up and caught up with the Cheng family's team.

"What kind of dog dares to block our Cheng family's motorcade!"

One of the guards at the front of the Cheng family's motorcade saw the man in black standing in front of them, riding a horse, and shouted angrily. The Cheng family is a big family in Pingyang County, and there are countless innate masters in the family.

Naturally, he is more arrogant.

"Get out!" Liu Tian raised his head and looked at the man with cold eyes. The aura of a congenital Qi-training expert gradually rose up, and huge pressure suddenly burst out. The man's face turned pale with fear after a while.

After Liu Tian's innate aura rose, a sturdy middle-aged man walked out of the Cheng family's team. He looked Liu Tian up and down.

"May I ask why this gentleman wants to stop my Cheng family's team?" The sturdy middle-aged man raised his hands and clasped his fists, practicing courteous etiquette.

Liu Tian stood in front of the motorcade, dressed in black, and sneered: "Seeking revenge!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The flying knife in Liu Tian's hand was released instantly, and a cold light flashed by. Those who were hit by the cold light died on the spot.

"You." The burly middle-aged man's face changed. He didn't expect that this man was so ignorant that he was massacring ordinary warriors in the family.

It is indeed a massacre. There is no difference at all between the flying knives thrown by an innate master like Liu Tian, ​​whether it is the ninth level of body refining or the seventh level of body refining. They are all one-hit kills and have no power to fight back. This is innate

The power of masters.

The strong middle-aged man stood in front, trying to stop it, but found that he couldn't stop it at all. The flying knife was really weird. The strong middle-aged man's eyes were cold. If this continues, all ordinary warriors will be killed.

Soon, all the ordinary warriors died, leaving only a strong middle-aged man.

"You." The sturdy middle-aged man's robes began to stir, as if he was preparing for an attack.

At this moment, Liu Tian jumped forward like a cheetah.

The naturally strong man was stunned for a moment, then flew back and avoided Liu Tian's attack.

"It seems that you are a casual cultivator." The sturdy middle-aged man laughed when he saw Liu Tian's attack.

Those who have reached the innate level do not practice magic, and their attack methods are still in the body-refining stage. Generally speaking, only casual practitioners will do this because they have no chance to come into contact with magic.

This is where a big family can be proud of itself compared to a small family. For example, the Cheng family has some low-level spells in the family, and those who have reached the innate level in the family can practice them.

The resources of each family are also limited, and only a few people can cultivate innate Qi at the age of sixteen. The vast majority of people can only advance to innate Qi in the future.

Although you cannot join the Xunxian Sect, you can still strengthen your family.

Following a burst of strong energy fluctuations, the strong man's hands continued to wrap around each other, making various difficult movements, forming seals, and a fireball the size of a fist appeared.

"Go!" the middle-aged strong man shouted. After casting this spell, his face turned slightly white.

"Casting a spell on the second level of innate qi training is simply asking for death." Liu Tian frowned. That fireball spell will definitely be very useful against those who have never seen spells before.

However, for Liu Tian, ​​he could easily avoid it.

The most important thing is that Liu Tian practices fire-type spells, and he even has the illusion that he can forcefully succeed with his own strength.

Liu Tian showed a smile, flipped his hands up and down, and then a familiar fire attribute energy rippled, and a cluster of flames appeared in the air.

The smile on the burly middle-aged man's face became stiff little by little, until the fireball he sent was swallowed up. When the cluster of flames struck, he was completely panicked!

"call out!"

The flame spell rushed towards the strong middle-aged man at an alarming speed. Just when he was about to desperately cast the second spell, a short sword flew out of the flames and hit the strong middle-aged man's head.

"Pfft!"

The burly middle-aged man's eyes widened and he died unwillingly.

Liu Tian quickly stepped forward, searched himself, and found that he had gained a lot. He found four brocade boxes, three of which contained three medicinal herbs, and all three were first-grade medicinal herbs.

"So many high-grade medicinal materials." Liu Tian was also surprised. The big family is indeed wealthy.

The last one is a bamboo slip, which records the fireball technique used by a sturdy middle-aged man.

"Spells." With this harvest, Liu Tian was overjoyed. What he lacked most now was attack spells.

Once these three medicinal herbs are catalyzed by the incense burner, they can be used by themselves for half a year.

After killing the person, he checked and found that there were no survivors, and Liu was relieved.

He put away all the flying knives and smashed all the places where the enemies were hit by the flying knives with his fists. It was impossible to tell what weapon was used to kill them.

After all this last night, Liu Tian left here.

I found a secret place, changed into black clothes, and burned it.

After doing all this, Liu Tian followed the road down the mountain and returned to the Eight Immortals Mountain.

It wasn't until the evening that the murder here was discovered by another caravan.

This group of business travelers consists of five carriages, with flags on the carriages showing the word "Cao".

When the guard walking at the front noticed the blood stains, he immediately ran towards the carriage behind where the person in charge was sitting to report it.

"Miss Cao, there was a murder ahead. Everyone in the Cheng family's motorcade died." The guard's voice sounded.

"Oh." A soft voice responded from inside the car, and then a woman wearing a black hat got off the carriage.

Perhaps because she smelled the blood around her, the woman frowned slightly.

"Miss Cao, what should we do?" A rather old housekeeper immediately came up and asked.

Miss Cao didn't say anything, but walked forward personally and checked the wounds of two of them. After checking, she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that this person would be so cruel.

"Immediately check to see if there are any survivors, and then send someone to pass the news back to the Eight Immortals Town and the Cheng family in the county. This can be considered a little effort from us as businessmen." Miss Cao sighed.

There was a cool breeze, and a gust of wind blew open a hole in the gauze scarf on Miss Cao's black bamboo hat, revealing a touch of snow-white color.

If Liu Tian were here, he would definitely recognize it. Isn’t this Miss Cao the Su Yutong who left quietly from Canglong Ridge?!

Unfortunately, Liu Tian had already left at this moment.

He is now working hard to climb the mountain road.

It is impossible to go up the mountain through the main road, otherwise he will expose the fact that he went down the mountain, and he will be severely punished. Going up the mountain to practice and secretly go down the mountain is like being a deserter in the army, and he will probably be expelled from the division.

Fortunately, the girl Lutong pointed the right way.

Liu Tian climbed along the steep cliffs step by step, and finally saw the green bamboo forest again when the sky turned completely dark.

Under the pale moonlight, Liu Tian sat cross-legged in the bamboo forest, with gusts of cold wind blowing through his hair.

The hungry Dantian is like a person who has just walked out of the desert, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, warming the meridians, and finally turning it into spiritual energy and gathering it in the Dantian.

A trace of light red light vaguely covered the young man's body. Looking from a distance, he had a sacred feeling on his body.
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