Chapter 441

The old village head trembled. If he hadn't held a crutch, he would have fallen soft.

"Sir, we have a problem even eating in Yehua village. How can we give you any money!"

The bald man smiled grimly and said, "old fellow, do you really think I don't know? You send people up the back mountain every night to secretly transport things out. There is a spiritual pulse in the back mountain. Am I right?"

A spirit pulse, the face of the old village head and others suddenly changed, and their face was as gray as death.

Their wild flower village was really poor, but recently, by chance, some villagers found that there was a spiritual vein in the back mountain.

The spirit veins are full of superior spirit stones.

Spirit stone is a treasure born naturally under the gathering of heaven and Earth Spirit. It contains pure and massive spirit, which can be used for cultivation.

In Wanjie, Lingshi is a hard currency between martial artists.

After discovering the spirit vein, the old village head knew the truth of huaibi's crime and immediately sent someone to block the spirit vein. Only in the dead of night, did he send someone to secretly mine the spirit stone in the spirit vein.

The old village head thought he had done it perfectly, but he didn't expect to be found.

The bald man smiled grimly and said, "what's up, old man? There's nothing to say!"

The old village head was soft and collapsed to the ground: "hero, sir, how can we have any spiritual pulse? If so, do we still need to live so hard?"

He burst into tears and his expression was very sincere.

But the bald man was unmoved and said with a grim smile, "what an old dog. If I hadn't known it, I would have cheated you!"

The old village head's eyes twinkled with resentment.

The bald man looked at the stubborn look of the old village head and laughed wildly.

"Well, since you don't say it, I'll kill a villager every ten breaths until you say it!"

With a wave of his hand, a bandit rushed into the villagers on a horse. When he exclaimed, a villager had been dragged over.

The bald man raised his long knife, aimed at the desperate villagers and said faintly, "say, where is the spirit pulse!"

"There is no spirit pulse, we have no spirit pulse at all!"

The old village head denied it.

The bald man didn't talk nonsense. He waved his knife directly and a bloody head flew up.

The villagers' bodies fell dust and splashed countless blood.

"Ah..."

Seeing that the villagers were killed, the rest of the people in Yehua village immediately screamed.

"Where is the spirit pulse?"

"No!"

"What an old dog! I'm very firm! Kill again..."

The bald man waved his knife. In a moment, thirteen bodies had fallen in front of him.

"Village head, just say it! Otherwise we will all die!"

"Yes, village head, I don't want to die. I don't want the spirit pulse!"

"I don't want it either. Sobbing..."

The villagers of Yehua village hugged each other and howled loudly.

The old village head sat on the ground with a ferocious face.

"What do you know? I will never give the spirit pulse to anyone. God gave it to me. I won't give it to anyone!"

The bald man waved lazily and said, "kill again!"

A villager of Yehua village was thrown at his feet. When the bloody long knife was raised, a lightning fell from the sky and fell in front of the bald man. It was a long sword wrapped with blue lightning.

The next moment, I heard the screams of bandits at the entrance of the village.

Floating in white, a natural and unrestrained young man led a beautiful and outrageous woman in colored clothes into the room slowly.

"Huh? Who!"

The remaining bandits were furious and killed them with a long knife.

However, the fingers of the young man in white moved, and the endless sword light rose in the vastness. Then the blood light suddenly appeared and screamed repeatedly. All the bandits who rushed past had been killed.

"Hiss..."

Seeing such a scene, the remaining bandits immediately took a breath of air conditioning, including the bald man, with a trace of dignity in their eyes.

"Who are you..."

The young man in white with his hands on his back said proudly, "the man who killed you!"

The bald man was one of them. Looking up and down, he said faintly: "it's not far from the ethereal sect. Depending on your skill, you should be a disciple of the ethereal sect!"

Naturally, the visitors are ye Xu and Feng die.

He smiled, nodded and said, "good! Since I'm here, you're ready to die!"

The bald man smiled grimly and said, "you'd better not mind your own business and cause trouble!"

Before Tang Xuan spoke, he heard the old village head cry.

"Why did you come here? What's the matter? We've killed so many people. Don't kill them quickly! Really!"

With the old village head's cry, the villagers of Yehua village also shouted one after another.

"Still have the face to say that they are the people of the ethereal sect. They don't know where they went and let the bandits rush in!"

"Do it quickly and kill all the bandits!"

"The most annoying people running around have brought us so much trouble!"

The sound of drums made Ye Xu frown.

Even if these villagers are not grateful for saving their lives, they actually blame themselves for all the responsibilities. There is really no cure.

However, although the heart is tired, the bandits still want to kill.

Ye Xu stared at the bald man and said, "do you kill yourself or let me do it!"

The bald man slowly stood up and held the long knife.

"I've heard for a long time that all the disciples of the ethereal sect have extraordinary skills. I want to try!"

"Yes, but the price is your life!"

"Hahaha... Come if you can do it!"

The bald man drank violently and held a long knife. His aura burst out.

"Four levels of land and environment!"

Ye Xu's eyes were frozen. He didn't expect that the cultivation of this great man had reached the level of four levels of the earth, and there was no need for the middle-level disciples to be poor.

Especially the bulging muscles are good at strength.

"Ah..."

The bald man breathed out and swept out with a knife.

The knife made a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

Ye Xu moves with his hand, starts with the thunder sword, and sweeps out with his backhand sword.

"Dang..."

When a strong force hit, ye Xu felt a numbness in his right arm and immediately stepped back a few steps, showing a trace of surprise.

"Strength is not bad!"

"Ha ha... Boy, now you know my power. How many knives can you take?"

The bald man laughed. He gathered his aura again and killed with a knife.

At this time, ye Xu's figure suddenly moved. It was divided into two and the two swords came out together.

Be frightened and change color, as like as two peas, Ye Xu is the same as two.

Stunned, he could only choose one of them, but the long knife passed through him, but it was an illusion.

"You... Finished..."

The phantom disappeared, and the thunder sword in Ye Xu's hand stabbed into the bald man's heart.

"Well..."

The bald man's eyes protruded and his face was incredible. His hands hung powerlessly and died.

Seeing the leader killed, the remaining bandits were heartbroken and ran away with their horses.