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Chapter 72 Blood Poison Sect
The giant purple-winged owl sat on the stage, the energy shield isolated the surrounding wind roar and part of the sun's temperature, and the three of Xiao Yan sat cross-legged to cultivate independently.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan frowned and opened his eyes, stood up and looked into the distance.

"What's the matter? Brother Xiao Yan?" Sensing Xiao Yan's movements, Xun'er stopped practicing, then stood up, and asked while looking at Xiao Yan who was frowning beside her.

Zi Yan also opened her black eyes at this time, looking at Xiao Yan, these two days have been boring to death, but Xiao Yan has been restraining her, not allowing her to go out at will.

"I sensed something, this area seems not peaceful..." Xiao Yan said with a frown.

"Xiao Yan, if there is any difference, go down and have a look, it's too boring to stay here!" Zi Yan turned her eyes and said to Xiao Yan.

"Okay, then you guys stay here first, I'll go down and have a look by myself, Da Zi, just continue flying at this speed, wait for me in the next city..." Xiao Yan nodded when he heard this, under Zi Yan's downcast expression commanded.

The giant purple-winged owl let out a long cry, expressing his understanding.

Seeing Xiao Yan stepping over the energy shield in one step, purple light flashed and disappeared in place.

……

At the back of the underground line, a young man gritted his teeth and staggered, with strong hatred and pain in his eyes.

Why insist on...

I don't know, I just hate, why I can't become stronger, why I am so weak!

Do the weak deserve to be captured as slaves?Did he deserve to be killed for no reason?

Why do I want to live? Is it the purpose of my life to persist until two days later, not to die in such pain?

A stone stirred the boy slightly, and the feeling of weightlessness hit him instantly. The boy staggered a step, and with the sound of the iron chain touching, he almost fell down.

In the past few days of continuous walking, the blood from his feet has dried up several times.

Fortunately, he didn't fall down, the boy took a breath of luck, and just as he stabilized his body, suddenly there was a slight but firm thrust from behind.

"thump!"

The urging sound of falling rang in his ears, and the boy realized that he had fallen.

Somewhat terrified, they looked at the smiling two riding horses behind them, and then looked at the skinny, bloodless pale face.

This thin woman was covered in dust and was wearing tattered gray clothes. If she didn't look carefully, she might think she was a little beggar.

This haggard woman has been behind for too long, and the two deadly demons behind her made her frightened to the point where every step she took made her fragile heart tremble.

She knew that if she didn't do anything, she would die!
Seeing the woman limping and slowly surpassing him, the young man's eyes were tearing apart, and he tried to stand up immediately and surpass the woman, but a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

"nineteen……"

The countdown sound came from behind, with a frivolous tone and no vicious threats, but it made people feel the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow.

The boy twisted his body crazily and crawled forward, but his speed couldn't surpass the limping woman!

The experience of the past few days made him understand that when the countdown ends, only one of him and that woman will be alive, and this has never been an exception!
"Five, four..."

The countdown didn't stop because of the boy's fear. A man behind him showed a cruel smile, and a pack of powder of unknown function appeared in his hand.

The young man squirmed in horror and looked back. He knew what it was. Once that bag of dust was scattered on his body, it would continuously corrode his body, and then catch fire...

"Two, one!" The devilish countdown came to the last second.

"Oh!"

A flame spontaneously ignites without fire, which is burning from the inside out, but the object of being burned is the man holding a bag of dust.

The man was on fire, but strangely, the horse under the man did not feel any discomfort when it touched the flames.

The man rolled on the ground in excruciating pain, screaming piercingly, but the bag of dust was ignited and exploded on the man.

"Who! Come out!"

Dozens of gangsters in front heard the screams, immediately drew out their long knives, and gathered towards the rear of the team, raising several clouds of flying dust along the way.

The shrill screams were endless, just like the slaves he sprayed with fire powder before, but until the man on fire was burned to ashes, nothing else happened, and no one appeared.

However, the incident didn't end with the death of the gangster. The man who killed two people with one knife also followed up to fill in the blanks, spontaneously ignited, and another round of screams rang out in everyone's ears.

In the ragged team, many people smiled, and finally some people couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud, hysterical!
Where have these knife-wielding gangsters seen this kind of scene before? They were terrified in their hearts, but when they saw the man who was laughing loudly, they were angry from the heart, and swung their knives and slashed at the man.

"Oh!"

Flames erupted from the man's body in an instant, and shrill screams resounded through the dirt road one after another.

Many gangsters looked like they had seen a ghost, and without any hesitation, they hurriedly fled to the distance, but just after walking tens of meters, they suddenly fell to the ground, as if they had hit something invisible.

That is a barrier, the soul barrier set up by Xiao Yan, this invisible barrier, even the Dou Huang powerhouse, can't even try to break through it, let alone these gangsters who are not even Dou Masters.

Xiao Yan hid in the space gap in mid-air, silently watching the dead bandits below who kept howling.

When there were the last two left, Xiao Yan slowly walked out from the crack in space, and finally fell in front of everyone.

Seeing Xiao Yan descending from the sky, these hundreds of people immediately understood that it was this young man who burned these demonic gangsters to death.

I don't know who knelt down first, and then a large number of people knelt down on the ground, facing Xiao Yan, as devout as worship.

Many people's backlog of pain turned into tears, dripping down to the ground.

The thinking of this group of people is very simple. The young man in front of him saved his life, and he seems to have no other way to thank him other than bowing down.

The powerful and gentle soul power gradually supported these people to kneel down, while the two bandits that Xiao Yan left behind were forced to kneel down.

After some interrogation, Xiao Yan took the lives of these two people, and then questioned these people wearing iron chains for a while, and then learned the specific reasons.

When I was peeping in mid-air before, I already understood some things from the undisguised words of these gangsters.

At this time, I learned more details. These people were originally residents of a mountain village in this country. Because they couldn't pay all kinds of specially embarrassing taxes, they were trafficked by the city lord in charge of that area, and then escorted by these escorts. Send it to a powerful force with Douzong level.

These people were sent to the sect called the Blood Poison Sect. Some of them who were slightly stronger were fed poisonous pills to increase their strength and were dragged away to do coolies. They would die within three years.

The rest were either used to test poisons or practice for fun, and generally did not survive three months.

Xiao Yan let out a breath slowly, suppressing the penetrating aura that was almost out of control, he didn't want to scare these innocent people.

The sound of crackling kept ringing out. The shackles on these people were loosened by Xiao Yan using his soul power. Many of them sat on the ground directly. They had been walking for many days, and most of their feet were worn away layer by layer. layer of skin.

As for food, except for one meal at night, they have no other food.

Therefore, there were only more than people left in the original team of more than people. Most of the dead were old, weak, sick, and poor people who were dragged down by their families...

However, there are a few exceptions, that is, several young and beautiful women were deliberately imprisoned in the carriage cage of the front team.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in this country. Many city lords and forces who lack money and morality will do this, but most of them do it quietly in other countries, forming a dark industrial chain. In this country, it is legal. .

(End of this chapter)