Chapter 3: Defy fate, let me see your limits
Xue Lao Wu, a sinister-sounding name.
In fact, he was a well-mannered man, wearing ink-colored clothes, with black hair shawl. Despite the slight blood stains on his body, many people believed him when he said he was a scholar.
"It's just a little catcher, what a pity."
Having said that, there was no regret in Xue Laowu's tone.
On the contrary, it was very peaceful.
Mouthing to himself:
"However, a squad of police officers is almost enough for me to submit my warrant, right?"
The revelation of the hiding place this time was actually something he had expected, or he had intentionally leaked it.
The police wanted to capture him and kill him to perform meritorious service. Why didn't he want to kill these people to perform meritorious service?
It was true that he had been injured before, but due to some strange combination of circumstances, he had already recovered somewhat.
The head catcher looked at Xue Lao Wu's arrogant look and shouted: "Xue Lao Wu, you are just a Qi practitioner. You don't want to escape, but you dare to be so rampant."
"Challenge me six doors? You're asking for death!"
The only response to the arrest was the shadow of a sword waving across the sky.
Although Xue Lao Wu looks like a frail scholar, he has a long sword in his hand.
There is a strong momentum of killing gods when gods block them, and Buddhas when they block Buddhas.
He shuttled between the policemen with unparalleled speed, like a killing god, unstoppable wherever he went.
Just in an instant, two more detectives were killed.
[Captain XXX dies and gains 100 life points. 】
[Captain XXX dies and gains 100 life points. 】
Seeing the continuous deaths of their companions, the policemen were also elite and did not panic.
Immediately form a formation and start to defend.
The head catcher had already taken the lead and started to respond to the enemy with a knife.
The martial arts in the world are divided into nine levels, with the first level being the highest and the ninth level being the lowest.
The lower third-level warriors have the ninth-level body training, the eighth-level Qi training, and the seventh-level condensation.
The third-level master is the sixth-level golden elixir, the fifth-level god refining, and the fourth-level magical power.
The third-level Martial Saint is the third-level Dharma Appearance, the second-level Enlightenment, and the first-level Heavenly Being.
Those who have reached the third level of middle school can be called a master, guarding one side.
Those who reach the upper third level can be called a martial saint and the pillar of the country.
Capt. Xun thought that he was also at the eighth level of Qi training, which was at the same level as Xue Lao Wu. In addition, the gap between physical training and Qi training was not that big. With so many people pressing the battle, Xue Lao Wu was injured again.
This battle,
The advantage is mine!
Li Ming's eyes were fixed on the battle between Xue Laowu and Captor.
Almost every blow in the confrontation between the two was an afterimage. The sharp sword and blade were attached with a layer of Qi, which was the Qi of the eighth-level Qi training realm.
The ninth level of body training only tempers the mortal body, but the eighth level of qi training breeds qi seeds and opens up the qi sea, and one can obtain extraordinary power - qi.
Qi is extremely mysterious, even ordinary qi can increase attack and defense, and special qi has many magical uses.
Although the two of them were in the same realm, Xue Lao Wu dared to ambush all of them alone.
Naturally, there is a basis, and it is his strength that relies on it.
Seeing that the head catcher had multiple wounds on his body.
Li Ming felt nervous, something was not going well.
This catcher was usually very arrogant and claimed to be from a famous family, but he didn't expect that he was a silver-colored wax spearhead.
He was beaten and defeated by a bandit.
"Let's go together. There's no need to show mercy when dealing with this evil evil." The catcher said through gritted teeth.
Originally, he wanted to take down Xue Lao Wu alone and gain all the power, but he didn't expect that this guy was so strong that he was unable to resist him for a while.
Upon hearing the order, the detectives gathered around him.
Even if everyone is besieging him, Xue Laowu can still do it with ease.
The head catcher's attacks were neutralized one by one, and ordinary catchers' attacks were even more difficult to hurt him.
"good chance!"
Li Ming was wandering around, and when he saw that the head catcher had created a good opportunity, he took action with his waist knife.
Dacheng's sword skills are extremely fast and fierce.
But it's of no use.
Xue Laowu has experienced hundreds of battles and is very familiar with one-on-many battles.
Although Li Ming made a sneak attack, Xue Laowu still relied on his reaction and blocked the blow with a quick sword movement.
The knife collided with the sword, and an irresistible force came along the blade.
Li Ming's knife-holding arm suddenly became numb.
This sword, if it weren't for his previous great improvement in strength, great swordsmanship, and improvement in cultivation.
The knife will be blown away.
Thumb, thump!
Li Ming took advantage of the situation and retreated one after another.
Seeing Xue Laowu becoming more and more courageous as he fought, the police officers fell one after another.
Seeing that Xue Lao Wu was afraid of killing them one by one.
The catcher's face was livid. Unexpectedly, Xue Laowu had been hiding his cultivation level. His strength was obviously not the first to enter the Qi training realm. It was completely different from the initial stage of Qi training in the intelligence. His cultivation level was probably higher than him.
The swordsmanship in his hands is even more exquisite, and his body skills are also superior to his, far beyond the reach of a person with little skill in Qi training like him.
The reason why he can still compete now is because there are agents nearby, otherwise he would have been killed long ago.
And what about the serious injuries that were promised?
Where has the trust between people gone?
Daxuanren agreed not to deceive Daxuanren.
The catcher shouted:
"This person's cultivation level is still higher than mine, and he is invincible. You retreat, and I will cut off the rear."
The sound of arresting the head was loud and spread in all directions.
The remaining catchers looked at the head catcher with admiration in their eyes...and so on.
Where are people?
Seeing that the head catcher had greased his soles, everyone's tall image suddenly collapsed, and they changed from the most respected and good officer to a coward who was greedy for life and afraid of death.
But that’s it.
"escape!!!"
The few remaining constables instantly fled like startled birds.
And Xue Laowu was very skillful, his figure was like a whirlwind of death, with four consecutive swords, the four constables were like torn rags, turned into corpses, and the broken limbs were scattered randomly.
[Constable XXX died, and gained 100 life energy. ]
[Constable XXX died, and gained 100 life energy. ]
[Constable Wang Dong died, and gained 100 life energy. ]
…
The messages kept appearing, filling the screen, and with the constables who began to die, only two people were left.
Only the head constable and Li Ming survived.
Wang Dong's death was not survived after all.
Xue Laowu was stained with blood all over his body, and the originally clean ink-colored long gown was stained red with blood. The blood on the long sword was still very bright, but this fierce battle consumed a lot of his physical strength. His chest was heaving, and the recurrence of old injuries proved that he was not in good condition at this time.
However, looking at the constable not far away, he roared and Xue Laowu burst into speed again.
The long sword was like a rainbow.
The constable was obviously not very skilled in running, or maybe Xue Laowu was too fast.
The long sword drew a light and shadow in the void.
One sword killed him.
If the constable faced the enemy head-on, he might have lived a little longer. He chose to run away, which was exactly what Xue Laowu wanted.
[Constable XXX died and gained 300 life energy. ]
Worthy of being a constable!
300 points.
This guy's death was also worthwhile. Usually, this constable had high expectations.
In fact, among all the constables in Qingshi City, he had the lowest martial arts, the worst cultivation, and the biggest tone.
Looking at Xue Laowu's speed, Li Ming had given up the idea of continuing to run for his life.
The reason why he could survive until now was naturally not because of his good body skills or good luck.
But the opponent did it intentionally.
As for the death of these constables, why did he gain life energy?
The reason is very simple...
Not long before, he had traveled through time and wanted to test his strength, so he went to a forest outside the city to find wild animals.
Unexpectedly, he met a wounded man with a handsome appearance and extraordinary momentum. Li Ming hesitated for a moment and chose to throw a few healing pills to help him breathe a sigh of relief.
But what Li Ming didn't expect was that the person he saved was Xue Laowu.
He directly gained 200 life energy, which was a great harvest.
But he didn't expect that fate was unpredictable. It might be because he rescued Xue Laowu that his original fate trajectory changed.
So now he has become the death of their group of constables.
In addition, he fought without exerting any effort, which was equivalent to helping the tyrant and killing his colleagues.
Every drink and every bite is determined by heaven.
Is he also the pusher behind the scenes?
But it was such a coincidence.
Xue Laowu chose to ambush in Qingshi City, and it happened that their team took the task.
It seems that this [Meeting the Evil] entry has worked hard.
Many thoughts flashed through Li Ming's mind, and he sorted out the matter.
A remote corner of Qingshi City.
Xue Laowu's chest rose and fell, and his panting became more intense, constantly coming out, as if a bellows was pulled.
In order to cut the grass and eradicate the roots as soon as possible, he had to use the secret method to burst out and cut off the head of the police with a sword.
This caused the original injury to relapse, and even worse.
Xue Laowu inserted the long sword into the soil, supporting his body like a crutch. Even though he was exhausted at this time, he stood up straight and did not let his weak side be exposed.
The face stained with blood, combined with his appearance, was surprisingly strange.
With a smile on his face, his voice was like a drizzle:
"Little constable, do you know why I spared your life?"
"Of course I know... I saved your life."
Li Ming looked ugly, and the current situation was unpredictable.
If Xue Laowu wanted to let him go, he could just leave.
Why did he have to do it many times?
Besides... this kind of vicious man is extremely hostile to the imperial court. Will he really let him go just for the favor of a medicine?
"If you lose your weapon and take this blood pill, I can accept you as my apprentice."
"If you perform well, I can even help you step into the practice of qi and take you to a wider world."
"How?"
Xue Laowu's voice was still as kind as the spring breeze in March.
He thought that the conditions he offered were not harsh.
If it weren't for the previous fight, which made him feel that Li Ming had something extraordinary, plus a little favor, he would have taken his head with a sword.
If Li Ming really thought that he couldn't lift the sword, he would have killed the ignorant little constable in front of him with a sword.
"I refuse."
Li Ming's voice was firm and unyielding without a trace of hesitation.
What a joke.
It sounds good, but being an apprentice actually controls life and death, what's the difference between that and a slave.
I saved your life, and you took me in as a dog, right?
At this moment, Li Ming realized the cruelty of this world.
Good intentions may not always bring good rewards.
In this world, you still have to rely on your own fists!
Go against fate,
Add some points.
Let me see your limits!
