This martial saint is too generous

Plop!

The first third-grade man fell in a pool of blood. His face was full of pain and he no longer had the strength to remain standing.

It's like a dilapidated temple that has been in disrepair for a long time. The foundation is rotten and the beams are collapsed. Just a slight touch can lead to the end in an instant.

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

More and more figures fell down, one after another, forming a chain reaction. It seemed that a gambler pushed the mahjong tiles into chaos, horizontally and vertically, with different postures...

A smell mixed with hatred and terror filled the air.

They crawled in blood, some struggled, luck healed. Some people looked unwilling and swallowed life-saving pills one after another that they would never bear to take. Someone's mouth was muttering, opening and closing like a fish, and he didn't know what he was cursing.

Perhaps, he was begging for mercy again.

They couldn't figure it out.

I am a third-grade person, and I have body-protecting Gang Qi around me. How could I be so fragile?

Why did the proud third-level defense become a layer of torn paper covering the windows? It was so unbearable that it was cut open by a knife made of wine.

In the end what happened.

…

boom!

At some point, the yard caught fire.

The priceless Qiannu Brewing became the source of the flames.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire family, the front yard, the backyard, the winery and the study room, were all enveloped in blazing flames, and the surfaces of all buildings were covered with a layer of wine-scented flames.

The old butler tied the eldest lady to his shoulders with a rope. Every time he passed a place, he used a torch to ignite all flammable materials.

He was humming a kind of song.

When the young master was born, he used this ballad to put him to sleep.

When the eldest daughter was born, this song was still there, and it coaxed her throughout her childhood.

Standing in the flames, the old housekeeper looked back on his life.

Lucky enough.

When I was a child, I was about to starve to death. I was picked up by my old boss and said that I was a servant. However, the whole family allowed me to serve them on the table. They had meat for every meal, new clothes every year, and even begged for a wife. It was a pity that I died. No, my wife left early.

I have witnessed the ups and downs of my family, and accompanied my family in their ups and downs.

The old housekeeper walked, sang, and laughed until he burst into tears.

How wonderful.

How lucky I am to be able to meet a master worthy of my allegiance in this life.

I am humble.

I should have been confused and muddle-headed all my life.

Throughout the family, I learned to read.

I learned about loyalty.

Later, I had my own faith, and I was no longer numb in my life.

No matter how hard it is, no matter how tired it is, even if it requires me to sacrifice my life, I still know what I am sacrificing for.

Old Master, let's go!

Way to go, boss!

Madam, let’s go!

Good luck to you, old housekeeper, hahaha... all the best.

The yard was in flames.

The butler disappeared in a sea of ​​flames.

The sea of ​​fire swayed, just like the countless candles placed in the mourning hall, which seemed to be able to burn away all the suffering in the world and all the grudges and hatreds of the people.

…

The place where the girls were standing was the only place where there was no fire.

They had already burst into tears, some crying until they suffocated.

The boss was covered in blood and was already on the verge of collapse.

The old housekeeper who had always treated them like grandpa has become one with the sea of ​​fire.

Gone!

This warm mansion, this wine shop where people used to laugh and laugh, this warm nest where girls gained their dignity for the first time, is completely gone.

Buzz!

As the third-level warrior died, the formation core on Qin Jinyang began to show strange phenomena.

Around him, a ball of light floated.

The light group is expanding.

Every time another third-level warrior dies, the Liusheng Gate Formation will swallow up the special spiritual energy, and the light group will spread by one layer.

Soon, the light group spread to an unprecedented size.

This light group is the teleportation space of Liusheng Gate Formation.

…

[You kill the third-level warrior from the enemy country, and you will be rewarded with 500 potential points. 】

[You kill the enemy's elite third-level warriors, and you will be rewarded with 600 potential points. 】

[You kill the enemy's third-level remnant soldiers with cruel methods, and you will be rewarded with 700 potential points. 】

[You kill the enemy's third-level thugs who are full of evil, and you will be rewarded with 600 potential points. 】

【You kill...】

【You kill...】

[You wipe out all the enemy's elite five battalions, and you will be rewarded with 2,000 potential points. 】

[You cut off the right and left arms of the enemy general, and you will be rewarded with 1000 potential points. 】

[You have completed your commitment to Quanniu Sheng and will be rewarded with 600 potential points. 】

[You let Quan Niu Sheng see the dawn of victory, and you will be rewarded with 300 potential points. 】

[You avenged the eldest lady, the housekeeper silently thanked you and rewarded you with 500 potential points. 】

[You let the old housekeeper pass away peacefully, and you will be rewarded with 300 potential points. 】

[You kill the third-level murderer, avenge Quan Niu Sheng's sister, fulfill Quan Niu Sheng's life, and reward 400 potential points. 】

【you……】

【you……】

…

A long list of rewards surged through his mind, but Qin Jinyang's gaze remained on the place where the old butler last disappeared.

Another loyal person, accompanying the family he was loyal to, went to destruction together.

For him, maybe this is also a kind of happiness.

Disaster leads to war.

If there had been no war, the family might still be a big brewer, and they would not have become spies that everyone wanted to beat because of the lives of their subordinates.

All disasters will not happen.

well!

When war comes, the lives and deaths of ordinary people don't matter.

…

"Hahahahaha..."

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"

…

A shrill laugh rang out in the yard, extremely sharp, miserable, joyful, joyful...

Quan Niu Sheng's face was covered in blood, and his mouth was vomiting blood. He stared at the six-cake mask, and the expression on his face could no longer be described as wonderful.

It's so hidden.

Heroes emerge from youth.

Heroes do come from young people.

It turns out you are so strong.

It turned out that I was peeking through the crack in the door, and I was ignorant.

Since you are so strong, then I... feel more at ease.

Although the girls are not related to you, this life and death is also a bond.

If the girls are not happy in Yi Cangzong, you can say a word and help.

At such a young age, with the strength of the second level, he could kill 32 third level enemies in one move. With such talent, he will surely rise in the future and even grow into a giant.

Hahaha!

Blessed! Blessed!

The girls were lucky and got a lucky break after all.

Qin Jinyang did not speak, but he slowly took off his mask as a final show of respect for Quan Niu Sheng.

Before entering the city, Qin Jinyang observed the mirage illusion of the Liusheng Gate Formation. It was a fixed perspective and extremely short-lived. If he took off his mask at this specific angle, others would not be able to see anything.

Perhaps, this person's heart is not as great as he imagined.

His original intention of becoming a traitor may have been just to survive.

In the end, he felt that it was impossible to survive, and the end would only be worse, so he simply decided to die together.

Perhaps, he is a purely good person.

Betrayal is to save people.

The purpose of breaking one's body to pieces is also to save others.

But none of it matters.

In this moment, he is the good guy.

In Qin Jinyang's eyes, he only saw his good side.

"Hahahaha...You are younger than I thought...Hahaha...Young hero, although you are cold on the outside, you are warm and kindhearted. You will definitely achieve great achievements in the future...Hahaha, so young...ha Ha ha……"

Seeing Qin Jinyang's face, Quan Niu Sheng smiled even more happily.

Qin Jinyang nodded and put on his mask again. Then he bowed with his fists in his hands and remained silent the whole time.

I promise you that you will become a strong person in the future and you will achieve great achievements in the future.

Not for anything else.

If I encounter this kind of scene again next time, I hope I can save these poor people who no one pays attention to and no one cares about without sacrificing anyone.

Equality for all beings may be an absurd ideal.

But in my eyes, I will treat them equally and only use good and evil as the yardstick.

I make this promise to you.

Maybe to myself.

The girls burst into tears, but some people held it back and organized them to act quickly. At this time, you can cry, but you can't hurt others, let alone let your boss's sacrifice be in vain.

The flames burned brighter and louder, the sound of crying filled the air, and the courtyard became like a mourning hall.

Bo!

The golden light of the golden bell spread out and enveloped all the girls accurately.

boom!

The dim light of Liusheng Gate Formation also gradually deepened.

…

"Want to leave? You're dreaming!"

Finally, Xin Wenhe broke free from the shackles of the wine ring.

After all, he was a fourth-grade man, and he was the nephew of the general. How could he be plotted so easily?

Boom!

A huge fist suddenly gathered in the sky above Qin Jinyang's head.

Like a small mountain peak falling from the sky.

oppression!

Unprecedented terror and oppression.

The surrounding air was drained by the fist, and even the nearby flames were forced to be extinguished. The stubborn little flames wanted to rekindle, but were crushed directly by the oppression.

This punch was the shame that Xin Wenhe was suppressing in his heart, and it was an unprecedented anger.

The Fifth Relocation Camp that I carefully selected was actually destroyed by a dog-like character like you. How could I accept it without tearing you into pieces?

In your eyes, do you despise the fourth grade so much?

Why do you dare to provoke the fourth grade?

Boom!

Boom!

There were bursts of sonic booms around the fist, and the terrifying oppression instantly reached the heads of the girls. Some girls rolled their eyes and were knocked unconscious.

When the fist falls, everyone will end up with a ball of minced meat.

The girls have even seen images of their own deaths.

Qin Jinyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was hysterically urging the Liusheng Gate Formation, but it was still too slow after all.

There was simply no time.

He took a deep breath and raised the knife in his hand.

Maybe, this knife will be very humble.

But he wanted to try if he could split this terrifying mountain made of fists.

Fourth grade!

Fourth grade!

It's surprising that he has to face the fourth grade so soon.

…

"Fourth grade?"

"Hahahaha... What is the fourth level... How can you easily crack the secret formation of my family... The Xin clan's Xuan Gong, Tiansheng Fist? Hahahaha... Tiansheng Fist, I have been waiting for you for a long time. ,Hahaha……"

Xin Wenhe focused all his attention on Qin Jinyang and his group, and did not pay attention to Quan Niu Sheng at all.

He didn't despise this despicable man at all.

But this villain, like a cockroach, actually made a panicky smile again.

What is he laughing at?

why are you laughing.

Quan Niu Sheng was covered in blood and stood up like a demon, his body swaying and hysteria written on his face.

puff!

puff!

puff!

The wounds on his body burst open again, and flowers of blood bloomed at the same time.

The blood exploded in the air, but did not disappear immediately. Instead, it condensed, gathered, rolled, and vibrated in the air...

Xin Wenhe looked up into the sky, dumbfounded.

Qin Jinyang also licked his lips, his face full of shock.

That's a fist.

right!

The blood that exploded from Quan Niu Sheng's body actually condensed into a huge fist like a mountain.

scarlet!

Darkness!

ferocious!

fear!

It was more terrifying and more tragic than Xin Wenhe's natural fist.

The fist trembled, causing the surrounding space to tremble, the ground trembled, cracks opened one after another under everyone's feet, and the surrounding walls and houses collapsed one after another. At a glance, there were raging fires and ruins everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the scarlet natural fist hit the ground hard.

Just like the bloody fist in the hands of the Hell Judgment Shura, it hits Xin Wenhe straight away. This punch will break your body to pieces. This punch will leave you with no bones left...

…

Boom!

…

When the fist fell, Xin Wenhe's entire face deformed and he was directly beaten to the ground.

His body was like dry wood, and he had no power to resist at all.

It turned out that the same wound as Quan Niu Sheng's appeared on the surface of Xin Wenhe's body. Flowers of blood exploded. Xin Wenhe was about to make a defensive move, but the wound backfired and his power was directly destroyed.

The mirror wine ring is not over at all.

On the contrary, it has just begun.

"Xin Wenhe, my family's wine is not that easy to drink... From the first step you stepped into the yard, you have been locked in the mirror. It is not so easy to break free. This is my family's final trump card. ……Hahaha……"

Quan Niu Sheng was still laughing wildly.

…

Click!

Click!

Click!

As the fist struck down, the mud on the ground shook wildly, and a large pit was soon opened.

…

Boom!

The blood fist is not over yet, as if the rocket is advancing for a second time and falling towards the ground again.

A ball of blood was blown out of the pit.

Xin Wenhe was screaming.

…

Boom!

The blood fist struck for the third time, and the pit spread further.

Looking down from the sky, the huge courtyard has completely collapsed, the houses are swaying here and there, tables, chairs, benches, and wine jars all over the floor are scattered, and the scene is only messy.

…

From the moment Xin Wenhe was hit by the blood fist, the natural fist on Qin Jinyang's head had already dissipated in the wind.

Tianshengquan requires Xin Wenhe to use his true energy to control it. When his true energy is dispersed, the brilliance of his fist naturally disappears.

The girls had a false alarm.

Qin Jinyang also swallowed and relaxed his tense nerves.

This is the fourth grade.

The terrifying fourth grade.

Terrifying mysterious power.

Faced with this punch, he was actually not sure at all.

Even if it is Wuji realm swordsmanship, it is impossible to be an opponent of the fourth grade Xuan Gong.

"Master!"

cried a girl.

Qin Jinyang turned around and looked again, and saw Quan Niu Sheng standing there, with all the flesh and blood exploding all over his body. The whole figure looked like a skeleton with lumps of broken meat stuck to it.

He is no longer in pain.

Although a person is not completely dead, his soul no longer belongs to the human world, and he can no longer feel the pain of the human world.

Quan Niu Sheng's mouth was speechless, but his two eyes were extremely bright, and they were the only organ that could convey his emotions.

He looked at Qin Jinyang.

He encouraged Qin Jinyang and he believed in Qin Jinyang.

He firmly believed that the young man in front of him would be the most benevolent person in the future.

When the Tianshengquan fell just now, ordinary warriors would decisively dodge. There is nothing more important in the world than their own lives.

But he didn't.

He has a rebellious spirit.

He did not do it for himself, he did it for the weak common people, for that promise, and for the strangers, he bravely pulled out the sword and fought against the fourth grade.

This knife can prove that he has those girls in his heart.

There is iron-like fearlessness and admirable tenderness in the sword.

Be benevolent.

He has a compassion that is incompatible with this world.

The benevolent are invincible.

I, Quan Niu Sheng, believe that your future will be that of an invincible martial saint.

The saint of martial arts.

The saint is invincible.

I don't need to know your name. In my heart, you are the Martial Saint.

…

"Very good... very good... very good..."

Xin Wenhe's vitality is stubborn.

He quickly climbed out of the pit.

He was covered in blood, one of his arms was broken, and half of his face was beaten into pieces.

But he is a fourth-level person, and the fourth-level person has body-protecting aura, so he cannot be killed instantly with one move.

However, Xin Wenhe was seriously injured after all and was unable to perform Xuan Gong for a short period of time.

Facing Qin Jinyang who was about to escape, he could do nothing but watch everyone leave.

All he could do was hate.

Unfortunately, what he encountered was Qin Jinyang.

…

Bad punch... Wuji!

Rotten flowers!

The array ring became thicker and thicker, the golden bell overflowed with golden light, and even made the sound of metal friction. Qin Jinyang could already feel the tearing of space.

When he saw Xin Wenhe crawling out, he suddenly threw a punch, but it hit the ground hard.

…

Boom!

Xin Wenhe was still immersed in the anger of his enemy's escape. He didn't even notice that the ground suddenly exploded under his feet.

A huge fist made of soil, like a thick sharp arrow shot out of the soil, broke through the space and struck hard in the center of his back.

puff!

Caught off guard, Xin Wenhe was hit, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his spine was almost broken.

At the same time, his internal organs felt like they were being shattered.

Under the huge bombardment, his body formed an arch shape and flew directly towards Qin Jinyang's Liusheng Gate Formation.

Qin Jinyang took a deep breath and looked at Xin Wenhe who was getting closer and closer.

Excitement grew in his eyes.

Because there are too many third-grade dead people, the Liusheng Gate Formation actually still has some teleportation space.

Being idle is also idle.

How about... I take a prisoner and take him back.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Xin Wenhe flew into Qin Jinyang's hands, and then Qin Jinyang went crazy. His punches were like hitting rice cakes, and he hit Xin Wenhe like raindrops.

Being riddled with holes cannot describe the state of this man.

Damn it, Xin Wenhe is a fourth-level fighter with extremely strong vitality. This level of bad punches can only torture him.

Therefore, his life would be worse than death.

The light of the array became thicker and thicker, Qin Jinyang tore Xin Wenhe apart with his hands, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Quan Niu Sheng remained motionless, watching Qin Jinyang and his party leave safely.

Cough...cough...

He seemed to have something to say in his throat, but finally let it go.

The flames swallowed him up, and Quan Niu Sheng's body disappeared.

father!

You can leave with peace of mind.

Already suffering from illness, he had to bear the sin of treason for his unfilial son.

If an unfilial son cannot fulfill his filial piety during his lifetime, he will continue to accompany his father after his death.

As for the inheritance of the family's incense, Quan Niu Sheng still has brothers, but he had a falling out with the family in the past and went out on his own to make a living. He did not disappoint his ancestors.

Young man, you are so awesome.

Before leaving, he did not forget to capture Xin Wenhe alive.

Courage and strategy are the assets of a strong man.

…

Under the city wall.

The Liusheng gate formation lit up.

Wu Daoren frowned and his arms began to tremble. Every time a rescuer teleported back, he needed to use his energy to respond. The more people there, the greater the pressure on him.

not bad.

Four people came back this time.

It was Jiang Xingyang... He entered the city for the first time, and was finally teleported back amidst the tension.

Jiang Guangzhong breathed a sigh of relief. His nephew had a good record. He rescued four civilians the first time he entered the city.

He should have beheaded a third-grade Dazao.

Yan Shaoyu was ready to enter the city again. He hugged Jiang Xingyang as a greeting.

The rescuers who went into the city together were comrades fighting side by side.

The void twists and mirages appear.

Soon, the scene of Jiang Xingyang assassinating the third grade and successfully rescuing four strong civilians emerged.

It's pretty good, but it's also full of dangers.

The whole army is excited, this is the nephew of the governor.

"Taoist Master Wu, thank you for your work!"

Yan Shaoyu is ready to start the teleportation.

"Isn't Sixth Brother back yet?"

Jiang Xingyang glanced around, but did not see Qin Jinyang's figure, and he felt a little worried.

"That old six? No!"

Jiang Guangzhong shook his head.

"Young master Jiang, don't worry, he will come back sooner or later. Just rest first and wait with peace of mind!"

Taoist priest Wu smiled.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the sixth man was a little lucky and shouldn't have died early in Qi Qi City.

"If someone of the second rank dares to enter the city, there must be some means. Brother Jiang must trust Brother Sixth."

Yan Shaoyu also smiled.

Wu Daoren took a deep breath and was about to use his power to activate the Liusheng Gate Formation.

puff!

Suddenly, Wu Daoren spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.