Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

puff!

A human head flew up and blood spilled into the sky.

Wei An chopped off Wang Jiqing's head with an axe, killing him instantly.

To be honest, the difference in strength between the two sides is huge!

Wang Jiqing’s strength is:

Mortal blood level + early stage of third grade + "Wang Family Sword Technique" + level 2 dark iron long sword

Wei An's strength is:

True blood level primary Pangu bloodline + third level peak + "Pan Tian Jing" + level 4 day silver long-handled battle ax

Regardless of the level of his bloodline, the depth of his power, the level of his skills, and the strength of his weapons, Wei An completely crushed Wang Jiqing.

Not to mention, Wang Jiqing always thought that Wei An was just a fifth-level warrior and was too careless to underestimate the enemy.

Being killed instantly was already Wang Jiqing's destined ending.

To kill a fifth-grade, it is actually enough to dispatch a fourth-grade.

But the plan of the Demon Slaying Alliance is to capture as many people as possible alive. For this reason, Wang Jiqing appears on the stage.

I originally thought this was an easy task, but I didn't expect that Gusu Zhongqi interfered and interfered, causing Wei An to slip out from under Wang Jiqing's nose many times, causing him a great loss of face.

There was an ambush in the canyon today. Wang Jiqing wanted to avenge his previous shame and poured out his depression.

totally unexpected……

"Captain Wang!"

Everyone saw Wang Jiqing's head being moved, the bloody head falling to the ground, and the headless body still standing, with blood gushing out like a fountain, and everyone was immediately horrified.

call!

The next moment, their eyes blurred, and Wei An disappeared from everyone's sight.

Puff puff!

Heads flew up one after another.

Wei An's speed was too fast, and the long-handled battle ax was like a death scythe, ruthlessly harvesting lives.

These people Wang Jiqing brought were all mortal blood warriors of the fourth grade and below. They were naturally vulnerable to Wei An.

Wei An killed them as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, or even as easy as crushing a group of ants.

In a short time, the one-sided massacre was over.

There were corpses everywhere and pools of blood!

Everyone died in the same way, their heads were chopped off by Wei An with an axe.

Of course, before killing the last person, Wei An interrogated the other person and learned how he was found.

"A murderous butterfly?" Wei An couldn't help but exclaimed, there are so many strange things in the world.

He raised his head and looked at the sky above the canyon. Several black spots were fluttering away.

……

……

At the junction of Shanyang County and Xiyang County, on the main traffic road, there is a century-old inn——

Come to the inn from far away!

At this moment, Granny Lin, captain of the 11th Division of the Demon Slayer Alliance, was resting in this inn, waiting for Wang Jiqing and others to return in triumph.

"Zhang Sanqiao's repeated escapes have angered Wang Jiqing..."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Granny Lin's mouth. She had already guessed that Wang Jiqing might kill Zhang Sanqiao, so she warned him in advance and allowed Wang Jiqing to cut off Zhang Sanqiao's limbs to vent his anger.

Anyway, the Demon Slayer Alliance only needs a "alive" Zhang Sanqiao, not a "complete" Zhang Sanqiao.

At this time, there was a slight sound of flapping wings outside the window.

Granny Lin turned her head and saw a big black butterfly flying in. It was the killer butterfly she was raising.

"My good boy."

The wrinkles on Granny Lin's face were wriggling, and she showed an attractive smile, "Did Wang Jiqing catch that Zhang Sanqiao?"

She's asking about the killer butterflies.

The killer butterfly began to fly and rotate in the air, and its movement trajectories formed various patterns, just like bees conveying information through dance.

Granny Lin looked at it, her eyes gradually widened to the limit, and her pupils trembled violently.

"What, Wang Jiqing and the others...are all dead?!"

Granny Lin took a deep breath and was stunned.

"How is this possible? There are so many people rounding up a fifth-level master, and Wang Jiqing is a third-level master!"

Unless she herself had misinterpreted the dance of the killer butterfly, Granny Lin was simply puzzled.

"Could it be!"

Granny Lin suddenly thought of another possibility.

That is, the killer butterfly has found the wrong person!

Killer Butterfly can only target warriors with Pangu bloodline, not Zhang Sanqiao himself.

If, by chance, a Pantian Sect master was passing by and was mistaken for Zhang Sanqiao by Killer Butterfly...

In other words, Wang Jiqing and others met a powerful master and gave everything away.

"Wang Jiqing is in the early stage of the third level. Anyone who can kill him is definitely a master of the third level."

"The first-level powerhouses of the Pantian Sect are moving in the nine heavens, and my murderous butterflies have no ability to track them."

"Then, the master who killed Wang Jiqing was either second-grade or above mid-level third-grade."

Granny Lin analyzed quickly.

Soon, she took out a small roll of paper, wrote something on the paper, rolled it up, and tied it to the leg of a murderous butterfly.

"Go!"

Granny Lin traced the trajectory with her fingers, instructing the killer butterfly to deliver the roll of paper to a specific location.

Suddenly the sky turned dark.

With a roar, a strong wind suddenly appeared, the window opened with a bang, and a few fallen leaves flew into the house.

Granny Lin in the room was expressionless and calm.

"Crazy woman, here I come."

A moment later, a long roar came, and as soon as the sound reached his ears, a figure appeared in vain in the house.

Granny Lin raised her head, and the figure that appeared in front of her was a long-faced old man, with a white face and no beard, a sinister expression, and a terrifying and fierce look in his eyes that could make a child cry.

"Old ghost Ju, you're finally here."

There was no expression on Granny Lin's face, and she stretched out her hand to signal the long-faced old man to sit down.

Ju Laogui sat down and said with a smile: "This is not the first day that we have met. If you have anything to say, just ask me and I will definitely help you if I can."

Granny Lin nodded and said: "If I remember correctly, you have a great-grandson. He, his wife and two children, a family of four, all died in the Fengyuan tragedy, right?"

"Yes, Not Bad."

Old Ghost Ju nodded and said, "I have fifteen sons, and each son gave birth to many children, and the grandchildren continued the family line. Oops, even I can't figure out how many descendants I have. "

Granny Lin curled her lips and said, "After all, you have lived for nearly three hundred years. You are full of sons and have luxuriant branches. It is a joy to congratulate you."

Old Ghost Ju squinted at Granny Lin, and said with a restrained expression: "I know that your Jiang family died in the Fengyuan tragedy, and you only want revenge when you live. Okay, don't beat around the bush with me, what's the matter? Just tell me."

Granny Lin was silent for a moment and said sternly: "I found a bloodline warrior from the Pantian Sect appearing in Shanyang County. I want to join hands with you to kill this person and vent the evil for our relatives."

"Oh……"

Old ghost Ju touched his chin and said in deep thought: "Who is the other party?"

"It's not clear yet, but I have already investigated that this person's strength is between mid-level three to second-level."