I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

Song Ping groped around in Zhou Fangqiang's arms, and the purple energy jade pendant he had spent 100 million years to synthesize had returned to his hands.

In addition to this purple qi jade pendant, Song Ping also touched some miscellaneous things, such as gold sore medicine, money bag, a fire sickle and so on.

Song Ping naturally despised these sundries.

Putting away the purple qi jade pendant, Song Ping got on his horse and began to return the same way.

Only Zhou Fangqiang's body was left lying on the ground alone. It is estimated that within a day or two, it will become the food of wild beasts in the wilderness.

About half way back, Song Ping suddenly saw smoke rising from the forest not far away.

"Could it be bandits and robbers to light a fire in such a place?" Song Ping suddenly thought.

If it was before this, he might not be bothered to meddle in such nosy matters.

But now he can become stronger by killing the enemy. It is natural for villains like these bandits and bandits to kill them, and there is no psychological burden at all.

Of course, Song Ping is not afraid of being a world-destroying demon king. Even if he commits heinous crimes and falls into the devil's way, no one in the world is qualified to judge and sanction him.

But the teachings from his parents and grandfather since childhood formed his philosophy of life and made him stick to his heart.

Killing innocent people indiscriminately, even though no one is qualified to punish him for his crimes, it still makes him feel like a small pimple in his heart, making him uncomfortable.

The mountains and forests are rugged, with lush vegetation and many vines are entangled among the branches, which is not convenient for riding a horse.

So Song Ping tied his horse to the side of the road, took a hundred-forged steel knife, entered the mountain forest, and shuttled all the way through the mountain forest.

Although the visual distance was not far outside the forest, Song Ping hurried and walked for more than ten minutes before finally arriving at the place.

I saw a huge cave under a cliff, shaped like a huge shovel digging a piece of it under the cliff.

At this time, there were many people under the cliff, and a group of them should be bandits. There were about thirty or so of them, each holding knives, swords and other weapons, and a few of them even had bows and arrows.

The leader was a bearded burly man with a loud voice, and a black birthmark on his forehead made him look even more menacing.

At this time, the strong man with the birthmark was holding a crying naked woman in his arms, doing that shameful thing in public.

A group of subordinates next to him laughed heartily, their eyes were full of desire, and from time to time they even complimented "the master is mighty".

Inside the cave, many people were tied up with hemp ropes, about twenty of them, men, women and children.

In addition, on the rocky beach outside the cave, more than a dozen bandits were in charge of lighting a fire and cooking.

A total of two cauldrons were cooking something, bursts of tempting food aromas came out.

There are still people grilling meat, but what makes one's scalp tingle is that the meat grilled on the fire is actually various human body parts, hands, feet, thighs...

If you look closely, you can see that human internal organs are also churning out of the cauldron from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Song Ping's heart surged with murderous intent.

These bandits cannibalize human flesh, damn it, they just became his upgrade material.

Immediately, Song Ping did not hide his figure, and walked straight out of the forest.

"Stop, who are you? What are you here for?"

A bandit saw Song Ping approaching, and immediately got up and shouted.

"Naturally the person who came to send you back to the west." Song Ping said flatly.

At this time, he was less than 40 meters away from the nearest bandit, the one who asked him.

Song Ping didn't stop at all, striding forward.

"stop!"

"If you don't stand still, the grandpas will kill you..."...

The bandits snapped, and even the leader of the birthmark brawny man inside the cave, who was having fun in public, heard the movement and turned his head to look outside.

Song Ping just turned a deaf ear, the long saber was already out of its sheath.

The killing intent was not concealed at all.

At this time, no matter how dull these bandits were, they also realized that the comers were not good.

"Little ones, kill him!" a small bandit leader ordered loudly.

As his voice fell.

Whizzing!

The next moment, two arrows shot from the front.

Song Ping seemed careless, but in fact he had already prepared himself. When he saw the two archers shooting arrows, he had already started to circulate his dantian zhenqi.

Walk!Song Ping kicked his feet vigorously, and suddenly a deep footprint appeared on the dry and hard ground.

A huge explosive force came from under his feet, and Song Ping's body speed immediately accelerated, like a tiger descending a mountain.

In just two seconds or so, he had already rushed over a distance of more than [-] meters, and such a speed had already surpassed the limit of ordinary humans.

Swish!
Song Ping slashed down, cutting off a bandit who hadn't recovered from his neck.

Swish!Followed by two more knives.

The two bandits were brutally beheaded again.

One knife and one bandit can be described as clean and neat.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Only then did the rest of the bandits finally wake up.

"Oh my god, it's a knight-errant..."

"Murder!"

Many bandits screamed and fled in all directions, rolling and crawling.

Before, these bandits looked arrogant, but most of them were bullying characters. It was okay to fight against the wind and bully those ordinary people, but facing a powerful enemy like Song Ping, how could they have any? The courage to fight head-on.

Of course, there were also a few fierce bandits who slashed at Song Ping with their knives while yelling.

It's a pity that these bandits are at best slightly stronger than ordinary people. They have practiced some superficial sword skills, but they haven't even stepped into the Houtian Yizhong. How can they be Song Ping's opponents.

Song Ping continued to cut down four or five bandits who dared to fight head-on.

Strange demonic powers condensed from the corpses of the bandits and were sucked into Song Ping's body.

Song Ping felt that his dantian was swelled up, and his true energy was surging.

It's a pity that the strength of these bandits is low. Even if the power of these strange demons is added up, it is far less than a few tenths of the power of Zhou Fangqiang.

But Song Ping already felt that he was getting closer and closer to Houtian Erzhong.

"A bunch of trash, let's see how I kill him!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, and the sound echoed in the cave, even more resounding.

But he saw that it was the leader of the strong man with the birthmark, and he was holding a thick and heavy iron knife, striding towards Song Ping with the same imposing manner.

"Everyone, don't panic, the big master has made a move!"

Seeing their leader attack, the bandits scattered in panic, finally calmed down.

"The head of the family will win!" Some bandits cheered.

In their minds, the head of the family is a very powerful existence, and even once killed a knight-errant who wanted to hoe the strong and help the weak.

This time, if there is a big master to make a move, it will definitely win the battle.