Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 144: Seeking wealth in troubled times
Inside an ancient house.
The cracked bluestone bricks were shaken so hard that they kept falling off.
A fat old man was grabbed by the throat, pressed against the wall, and beat him desperately.
His strength was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes turned white, and before he could suffocate, the person who was choking him let go.
The fat old man fell down and squatted in the corner, coughing and wheezing.
It took him a long time to stop coughing, tilted his head and looked coldly at his uncle Lian Yang and said: "Everyone on the left and right is dead, I just don't want to help you!"
"Barbaric methods are really inefficient." In the middle of the room, Uncle Lian Yang sat alone in a chair and looked at the fat old man casually.
"Then kill him." Zhitian squatted down and grabbed the fat old man's hair.
"No matter how you say he is a stranger, his abilities are very useful to the Holy Emperor. Keep it and take it with you so that he can think about it slowly." Uncle Lianyang stood up and walked out.
"Leave it to you." Zhitian said to the young man in blue shirt.
The young man in blue shirt instantly blocked several of the fat old man's big holes. The fat old man immediately found that he could not move a finger. He could only watch helplessly as he was dragged out of the old house by several servants and thrown into the beast cart.
"How many more people are we looking for?" Zhi Tian entered the beast carriage where his uncle Lian Yang was riding.
Uncle Lian Yang’s eyes were half-squinted, and his unchanging face looked slightly tired: “There are only four people I want.”
"Who?" Zhitian asked hurriedly.
"Yin is like the south, Hongyan, autumn breeze is clear, Gongziliu."
"What a joke."
Zhitian immediately rejected it.
Yin Runan and Hongyan are two perverts. One can kill people instantly using his superpower, and the other is not afraid of copying himself and cannot be messed with.
Who is Qiu Fengqing? Zhitian never paid attention to him, but Gongziliu caught his attention twice because he dominated the rankings. He also guessed from his uncle Lianyang that he was Zhang Tianliu, but he still didn't recognize him.
Uncle Lian Yang explained: "They are the most ideal. If there are not enough people to invite, the more the better."
"Gongzi Liu is what you call Yin Juan. If the Holy Emperor's soul does not remain in the human world and he is indeed needed, who is Qiu Fengqing?"
“A person who makes people die inexplicably.”
Zhitian frowned.
"Is it the same as Yin Runan?"
Uncle Lian Yang shook his head: "It's even scarier."
Zhitian scolded: "The combat power list is just a pit, and we won't discover hidden masters."
"Everything takes time to perfect." Uncle Lian Yang closed his eyes.
The beast cart stopped and went, and after half a month it came to a white pine forest.
Uncle Lian Yang got off the car, and a man waiting outside the forest came up to him and said respectfully: "Mr. Rui, you can see him by walking this way."
Uncle Lian Yang nodded and strolled in.
"Who is it this time?" Zhitian and the young man in blue shirt followed her.
Not waiting for Uncle Lian Yang to reply, a muffled sound came from deep in the forest, and the ground trembled slightly.
The deeper the three of them went into the forest, the more the ground shook. When they came to a landslide, they saw a huge piece of iron erected in the center of the basin at the bottom of the slope. The huge iron was being lifted by a shirtless man. One punch at a time.
The forest ground trembled from this.
The giant iron is surrounded by cracks. Every time the man punches, large pieces of debris will fall off. There are no traces of cracks in the center of the giant iron. Instead, it is as soft as mud and is constantly deforming under the fist.
"This man actually used his fist to beat pig iron into wrought iron!" The young man in blue shirt was shocked.
He can already feel the other party's true energy cultivation level in less than forty years.
But the physical strength is more than ten times his!
Uncle Lian Yang said straight to the point to the man practicing boxing below: "Team Tang, we want to ask for your help."
"Get lost." Tang Jingcheng didn't even raise his head.
Uncle Lian Yang turned around and left as if he had received an order.
"Huh?"
Zhitian and the young man in blue were very puzzled.
"Let's forget it like this?" Zhi Tian followed up with his uncle Lian Yang and asked.
Uncle Lian Yang said: "How do you feel about copying his powers?"
"Just relax a little bit." Zhi Tian shrugged helplessly.
"Well, unless you practice like him, it will be difficult to become stronger. Neither of you can do anything to the other, so don't waste time."
Zhi Tian is depressed.
He has a phoenix, and his body can be regenerated indefinitely. Tang Jingcheng's superpowers are dispensable to him.
"Grandpa Liugu, who are they?" across the basin, Taotao looked at the leaving uncle Lian Yang and the others from a distance.
Liu Gu glanced sideways. At the same time, the young man in blue shuddered, turned around and looked at the dense forest on the opposite side of the basin, and immediately looked at the old man Liu Gu. In an instant, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he hurriedly cupped his fists at Liu Gu. He bowed and confused his uncle Lian Yang and Zhi Tian.
"It's just a junior." Liu Gu said to Tao Tao.
"Oh." Taotao quickly ignored it and hummed a ditty to write his own lyrics.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhitian looked at the young man in blue shirt who was sweating profusely.
"It's okay, let's go." The young man in blue shirt didn't dare to stay, who knows what he just experienced.
"You, a master of Yingtian, are afraid?" Zhitian sneered.
The young man in blue shirt was obviously frightened. As for what frightened him, he didn't know.
The young man in blue shirt ignored him.
He looks young and is actually two hundred years old, but compared to some thousand-year-old monsters, he is just an ant!
Yingtian is indeed the top powerhouse on the continent today, but only on the surface. Yingtian also has a huge gap. Some people kill multiple people, and the murderous aura released by just one look can make people... People suffocate.
The young man in blue shirt always thought it was a rumor. Even the Holy Emperor, who destroyed cities and exterminated people at every turn, would not be able to give him such oppressive power. However, someone hidden in the forest behind him actually made him feel that he had just returned from the edge of death. return!
Who is the other party?
Why don't people like this leave?
Although the young man in blue shirt was full of questions, he did not dare to ask.
The three of them returned to the forest and boarded the beast cart to head to their next destination.
……
Moonlight night.
In the corridor of a manor, under the flickering candles, there were wailing people lying on the ground.
At the end of the corridor is the courtyard of the manor's back house. There are piles of boxes inside, all containing gold, silver and jade.
This is a treasure mountain.
A group of people stood in front of Baoshan. In the past, they were all fierce and vicious, but now they looked like frightened little rabbits. The knife in their hands was shaking constantly. They were crowded together, and it seemed that no one was there. I don’t want to stand in front either.
"I just want money. I'm looking for Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan.com. Why are you trying to stop me even though you're obviously afraid?" The voice fell, and a young man with slicked hair walked out of the corridor. Even though he was wearing shabby clothes and was bare-handed, he made people feel infinite. pressure.
This person is none other than Wushan Yinjian Zhang Tianliu.
Now that the world is in chaos, all the people who were oppressed in the past have stood up. The imperial court can no longer stop it, causing the chaos to become more and more violent, affecting more and more cities and towns. Now, Zhang Tianliu wants to find a peaceful city to swindle money. It can't be done either.
The Wushan Sect still needs funds, and since I boasted about Haikou, I can’t return empty-handed.
So he looked at the rebels, and sure enough, these people were very rich!
“I want my life, but I want money!” A leader hiding behind the crowd said with an inward look.
"You are brave." Zhang Tianliu lit a cigarette, puffed out smoke and said, "Then you can't blame me."
"Come up! Come up quickly!" The leader pushed the subordinates in front of him towards Zhang Tianliu.
Zhang Tianliu held a cigarette in one hand and flicked his fingers a few times with the other hand. The robbers who rushed towards him all fell to the ground and groaned in pain.
Even so, this group of people still stood in front of Baoshan.
Zhang Tianliu glared sharply, put the cigarette in his mouth, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to play with his fingers in succession. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and then a black cloud descended between the two parties. When the black cloud dissipated, a woman and two men were revealed. The combination.
"Great, Mr. Bai, he just wants to rob us of the property we finally collected." After the leader finished speaking, he immediately shouted: "Boy, you are dead!"