"I didn't do anything! It was the old fan who gave me the drug!"
"That's right! We are disciples of the Divine Sword of the East China Sea, you can't kill us!"
Some of them begged for mercy, and some showed off their power behind them. But Wang Xing didn't care. He pulled the bench at the door and sat in front of several people. He looked down at these people who didn't take his life seriously just now, but now showed such ugly behavior.
Wang Xing saw that the muscles in the bodies of these hands were squirming, and there was a translucent airflow that quickly covered the scars on the legs and blocked the spurting blood.
Another brand new power that has never been seen before.
If you get it and give it to Pili, wouldn't it allow Pili to break through to the King of Heaven?
They saw that Wang Xing did not kill him, and the initial panic and fear of being shot through his legs passed. Their minds became clearer, and they also thought of words that they thought could make Wang Xing stop.
"The Twelve Divine Swords of the East China Sea are connected with each other. Not to mention killing us, it is the scars on our bodies at this time. If you are asked about it, if you cannot give an explanation and compensation, you will definitely be expelled by me and other family heads!"
"Not bad, you..."
Wang Xing stepped on the man's face. With just a little force, his jaw was dislocated. Tears welled up from his painful eyes and his saliva overflowed.
"I am the last person who can't let others threaten me. You just said that behind you are the Twelve Divine Swords of the East China Sea. Very good. I will take you to your teacher and see if he can kneel in front of me and shout. After being proven guilty a thousand times, I will continue to protect you or kill you."
As soon as Wang Xing said this, the faces of the people kneeling on the ground suddenly turned pale!
Usually after the teacher moved out, even those tyrannical bandits and bandits who were surrounded and killed by them did not dare to deal heavy blows to them in turn.
But now, not only did they not get better treatment, but it also aroused the rebellious psychology of the strong people in front of them.
These few people are not complete idiots. They have a lot of experience in the sect. When they saw the old fan being sprayed to death by a mouthful of water, they got a glimpse of Wang Xing's strength.
The strength of the old fan is not weak. He can spray the old fan to death with a mouthful of water, and shoot a handful of mud through their legs. This is a power that only the elders in the sect can have.
But when they think of the head of the family who is known as the Twelve Divine Swords of the East China Sea, the fear and uneasiness in everyone's heart are all covered by the name they have heard since childhood.
"You will regret it!"
"My lord, I will never let you go!"
"you……"
Seeing that these people dared to speak harshly, although Wang Xing would not kill them, it did not mean that he would not punish them.
Randomly rubbing off the crushed fibers from the wooden board on the bench where he was sitting, Wang Xing scattered them casually. The wood fibers as thick as hair were wrapped and stimulated by Qi and blood, like flying needles, shot into the nerves of several people, and immediately attracted several people's whole body. Soreness, numbness and itching, tears flowing freely.
Wang Xingxiao punished him and closed his eyes to rest. He was waiting.
Not far away on the hillside.
A group of bandits and bandits wearing tattered thick clothes and unkempt faces were lying on the ground, with only a few highly skilled warriors looking down.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a scene. The disciples of the Twelve Divine Swords of the East China Sea were tortured. When the time comes, those twelve good-looking people will definitely not let this martial artist go. They fought with each other, and I was waiting behind them. The fisherman profits."
"That's right. Let the young ones retreat. Let's use the newly delivered divine arm crossbow to kill these disciples and intensify their conflicts!"
"Hehe, when people die in front of this guy, let's let tongues spread around that it was him who did it. People with good face will definitely not let him go."
The large number of people behind these people received orders. Although they looked like a mob, they could advance and retreat in a controlled manner. Under the cloth of a few people, the sound of friction and collision of embedded iron plates could be vaguely heard.
After these people left, the three leaders looked at each other. One of them untied the long strip wrapped in linen behind his back and opened the linen cloth. Inside was a long wooden box.
Unlocking the box, opening the box, you can see a long crossbow body lying in the box, with a long curved topaz-like strip protected by soft fur on the side.
One of the three people took out the crossbow body, and the other took out the long curved bar.
The long bar is stuck in the three-thirds position of the crossbow body. The other delicate small parts in the box are taken out one by one and placed everywhere. Finally, a hard bar entangled with gold and silver wire is tied to the long curved bar. The hand crossbow The bow is installed.
"It is indeed a divine arm crossbow. It is very laborious to install on my earth's level. How can ordinary soldiers use it?"
"Of course there are skilled craftsmen who have figured out a way."
A person on the side took the divine arm crossbow, held the divine arm crossbow between his legs, and turned one side of the winch with his hand. Every time he used a burst of force to turn the winch, the mechanism got stuck. With a few pulls, the force they require to wind in sustained bursts is spread out into multiple smaller bursts.
These people are all experts in martial arts, and they can tell at a glance that this is a one-time force dispersed into several times. After each burst, the winch can catch the bow string, so that the previous force will not be wasted and the bow string will be pulled. Half of it bounced back.
"Exquisite!"
Several people praised him one after another.
One person took out a few chopstick-thick arrows from the box, placed them on the trajectory of the divine arm crossbow, pointed at them and said: "Watch it, penetrate and assassinate those people instantly, let's leave immediately, don't be found!"
"Know."
"He will definitely be worried that he will be assassinated. He will stand still and be wary of us. He will not chase us in a short time."
Even so, the other two people had already begun to retreat.
The man who took out the divine arm crossbow deliberately controlled himself to prevent the crossbow arrow from aiming at Wang Xing. Their martial arts masters are not only physically strong, but also mentally sharp. Once it senses a threat, it can instantly locate the location of the attack.
But similarly, as long as the target is not locked or the weak is allowed to attack, the spirit of the strong will not be so sharp.
The thought flashed away, and the divine arm crossbow aimed at the few people lying on the ground and fired instantly.
The divine arm crossbow was so fast that there was no sound or trace, and it was fired in an instant.
After doing this, the man in the dark was about to get up and leave. As he stood up, he glanced briefly, only to find that the person who was supposed to be assassinated was actually unscathed!
Instead, Wang Xing, who was sitting, stood up slightly, as if he had bent down to pick up something on the ground while sitting, and passed his palm through the head of the person who was attacked. When he sat back down again, he already had something in his hand.
Wang Xing looked at the items in his hands and was a little surprised.
"Crossbow arrow? It's so fast that even the Dingshen warriors can't catch up. However, the impact and lethality are a bit lacking. It can shoot through the body of the Dingshen warriors, but the damage will be forgotten."
Wang Xing played with the hard-made crossbow arrow in his hand, thoughts flowing in his mind.
"That's not right. When two Dingshen are fighting against each other, if someone else sneaks up on them and interrupts Dingshen's killing move, or pierces the vitals, there will be a certain amount of damage."
What Wang Xing was interested in was the speed and power released just now by the crossbow bolt. It didn't matter if it was at the same level, but if a large number of weak people surrounded the strong ones, the effect would be completely different.
The huge gap can be felt in the process of cultivating Tongli warriors and Dingshen warriors. The realm of a Dingshen warrior is not something that ordinary people can pass through. The pain, torture, and mental oppression such as the race against time are all obstacles to breaking through the realm.
Although he has collected a lot of martial arts, there is no advanced martial arts that directly points to the level of being possessed, nor is there any detailed guidance on every difference in each realm.
After collecting a lot of resources, it is okay to cultivate Tongli warriors, but it is a bit difficult to cultivate Dingshen warriors, let alone cultivating more powerful demonic and shocking level warriors.
In reality, it would take three to fifty years at the fastest for warriors at these levels to grow up. Each of them has a name and a number in every territory. He wanted to cultivate him, but it was very difficult.
Originally, Wang Xing just placed the sources of masters in the adventure space.
But the strengthening of the different weapons and armor allowed him to see the lethality beyond the level. At this time, this crossbow arrow allowed him to see another possibility to compensate for the types and functions of different weapons and armor.
If he gets the manufacturing method of this crossbow, if the manufacturing method is simple and the materials are easier to obtain, he may be able to arm a large number of Kongli warriors, or even strong elite soldiers, and use these weapons to surround and kill the stronger Dingshen!
Being able to encircle and kill them means a deterrent and a huge improvement in one's own power.
“Adventure Space is such a great place.”
Wang Xing placed the crossbow arrows next to the bench and stood up slowly.
Those who secretly saw Wang Xing casually playing with the crossbow arrows immediately realized Wang Xing's power and fled away in horror.
But Wang Xing had already sensed these people before they appeared nearby. It would be fine if this group of people left, but if they don't leave, they still use objects to assassinate the people they captured. This behavior must be severely punished!
A gust of wind blew past, and the fleeing martial artist's back felt numb, and he lost control of his body. He suddenly hit a big tree, twitched feebly a few times, and fell unconscious.
Wang Xing did not deal with this person immediately. The energy and blood in his body surged, and his speed did not slow down. He quickly passed through the mountains and forests, knocked down the other two leaders, and caught up with more than a hundred people who were scattered. Or killed or injured dozens of people.
With their powerful strength displayed, Wang Xing asked them to suppress the others and leave together. After more than twenty people died, these people finally chose to obey.
After taking down these people, Wang Xing asked them to take control of the three leaders who had been abolished. At the same time, he used wooden sticks to support the few people who were living in the tea stall for fun, and rushed towards Dachong City.
The people around him quietly left traces on the road. Wang Xing saw it and didn't care at all.
Originally, he wanted to hide, figure out the intelligence information of this world, and slowly plan what to do.
But after several days of holding on on the road, and encountering black shops, martial arts disciples, and elite soldiers disguised as bandits, Wang Xing finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
He didn't know what was dirty and secretive among this group of people, but he knew that he couldn't figure out the conspiracy behind it.
Since someone has provoked him on the surface, he might as well take advantage of the situation and simply use the method of risking space to fight!
No matter what his machinations are, as long as he is strong enough and summons enough helpers, is it possible that the local gang's decades and centuries of experience can be compared to his ability to summon thousands of people instantly from the adventurer space?
With this clear goal in mind, Wang Xing and the group of people went to Dachong City and knew what they were going to do.
