Chapter 175 You are not worthy to die in my hands

The middle-aged woman used a soft whip, which was good at long-range attacks. In a close-distance battle, she would be unable to defend the invasion of the bloody saber shadow.

Perhaps out of instinct, she raised her hand and knocked to the shadow of the blade with her palm.

"Swish, swish, swish …!"

Blood splattered and broken fingers flew everywhere. The woman screamed in pain as she was engulfed by the bloody saber shadow.

…

When Qin Hao Looked at the corpse inside the trap, his eyes remained indifferent, and then he turned to look at the last remaining old man who's named Ouyang.

Old man Ouyang had already stopped bleeding of his broken leg. He leaned on a tree and stared at Qin Hao, who was looking at him. His pale face was calm and composed.

The old man's expression made Qin Hao a little surprised, but at the same time, it made Qin Hao cautious. The old man was so calm and composed, could he have other powerful backup moves? He had to be careful. Thinking of this, he shouted towards the big tree: "Little Monster." He called Little Monster for help to deal with an old man who had lost a leg, even if he had some great backup moves, they could take care of each other.

"Hou! Hou!" Little Monster howled as it jumped down from the tree. At this moment, it was only the size of a cat.

Seeing the mini version of Little Monster, the calm Ouyang finally revealed an expression of surprise. No wonder his kick would be missed just now. It turned out that this beast had shrunk and leaped onto the tree.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen spirit beasts before, but he hadn't even heard of a spirit beast that could freely change its size. This was indeed a rare spirit beast. Unfortunately, it didn't belong to him, and he had to lose his life for it. The old man couldn't help sighing. His expression became calm again as if he had accepted his fate.

"Young man, can you tell me one thing before you kill me?" Old man Ouyang asked Qin Hao calmly.

Qin Hao paused, and looked at the old man curiously, thinking: "This old man doesn't know me at all, what can I tell him?" Although he felt this way, a dying person's wish still should be satisfied. Thus, he nodded and said, "All right, go ahead. However, I might not know the answer."

"Last night, on this mountain, did you kill the Black and White Elders?" Old man Ouyang asked his question. In his heart, he seemed to have known something.

"The Black and White Elders? Are you talking about a white-haired old man in white and a black-haired old man in black?" Qin Hao naturally remembered what happened on this mountain last night.

"That's right. It's them." The old man trembled. "Did you kill them?" Since Qin Hao could describe the appearance of the Black and White Elders, then he was sure that Qin Hao had seen the two old men last night. The truth was possible, like what he thought. It was Qin Hao who killed the Black and White Elders.

Qin Hao gave him a definite answer, "That's right. I killed them."

After old man Ouyang received such a definite answer, his guess was proved. He also guessed that the death of the Black and White Elders had something to do with the spirit beast, just like him. They didn't know that this spirit beast had an owner. Even if they knew that, they would still snatch it when they saw such a rare spirit beast. They couldn't control their greed and desire. So many people were killed by greed over the years.

In the last moment of his life, old man Ouyang realized one thing. If something didn't belong to you, then it's not yours. The price of the snatching was life. Compared to life, everything was nothing. The most precious thing was life.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to understand it.

"Hahaha, even the Black and White Elders died in your hands, so it's not a shame for me to die in your hands." Old man Ouyang let out a laugh. His laugh sounded very calm as if he instantly saw through life and death.

Qin Hao looked at this old man, his forehead wrinkled. This old man was fucking weird, and there was something wrong with him.

"Actually, I was lucky to kill them." Qin Hao replied after the old man finished laughing.

"Lucky? No." The old man shook his head, "It may be lucky once, but the second, the third times are no longer luck. Including the Black and White Elders, my two fellows and me, You killed five Spirit Stage experts, and the Black and White Elders are even the experts in the middle period of Spirit Stage. How can you make it only by luck? "

"Eh …?" Qin Hao didn't realize that the Black and White Elders were the accomplice of the three. No wonder they all wanted to tame Little Monster. All of them were fucking greedy.

"There is no eternal luck in this world. Sometimes, luck is built on strength." Ouyang raised his head. He no longer looked at Qin Hao, but the night sky above the forest. He seemed to be talking to Qin Hao, but the more he seemed to be muttering to himself, "If you did not have enough strength, you might not be able to break my leg. Your speed is as fast as lightning, and your saber technique is strange and exquisite, with a bloodthirsty and oppressive aura. Even in our half ancient martial sect, only very few people can do such a thing. "

Old man Ouyang was right, Qin Hao's speed came from the Phantom Cloud Trace, and the Phantom Cloud Trace came from the Spirit Martial Continent. Its exquisiteness was something that the Martial Cultivator of this world could never compare.

His Scarlet Blood Machete Art came from the real Ancient Martial World and was a unique technique of the Divine Stage Experts of the peak of the Ancient Martial. The Martial Cultivator of the outside world was not his match. What's more, this was only half of the power of this technique.

Also, his weapon, the Scarlet Blood Saber, was a real famous blade in the Ancient Martial World, so no weapon of the outside world could compete with his saber.

These were the reasons that Qin Hao had the strength to kill an expert of Spirit Stage.

Old man Ouyang didn't know any of this. He could only sigh deeply. "Young man, you are good. You have made such an achievement at such a young age. I don't know how powerful you'll be in the future. I believe that there will be a day that you stand at the peak of the Martial Cultivator and look at the vast mountains and heaven. At that time, please remember, there was a person who was fortunate enough to die under your blade. His name was Ouyang Fen." When he said the name, he emphasized, as if he was afraid that Qin Hao would not be able to remember the name "Ouyang Fen".

Qin Hao looked at Ouyang Fen. This guy only had his leg cut off, and he didn't knock him on the head, why his thoughts were so abnormal.

"Aren't you going to fight back?" When Qin Hao asked this question, he was wondering whether this old man would play tricks. He pretended not to resist, just waited for a chance that Qin Hao was relaxed and fought back.

Ouyang Fen let out a long sigh and shook his head. "Even if I fight back, you still have a hundred ways to kill me. Let's make it quick. Kill me now." Saying that, he closed his eyes.

Qin Hao did not make a move, he stared at the old man, trying to find out whether this guy was scheming or not. However, after looking at him for a long time, he could only see the sadness and frustration of the old man's face. He had lost all willing to fight. When his companions died, his leg was chopped off, and he saw Little Monster rushing towards him, he lost all of his confidence.

Seeing the old man's frustrated look, Qin Hao immediately lost the interest to kill. He shook his head and plundered the resources of the two corpses. He also took away their weapons. Of course, he would not forget the ghost-head blade of the old man.

After collecting the treasures, he called Little Monster, leaving the old man waiting for death, and headed down the mountain.

Old man Ouyang heard that Qin Hao was getting further and further. He hurriedly opened his eyes. As expected, he saw Qin Hao's figure of departure. He did not kill him.

Ouyang Fen was so excited that tears were streaming down his face as if he had gotten a new life. His heart was full of doubts, and he asked Qin Hao loudly, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"People without Fighting will is not worthy to die in my hands!" This was Qin Hao's reply. His voice reverberated in the dark forest for a long time and lingered around Ouyang Fen's ears.

He muttered to himself as he looked at the young man's back: "Fighting will is not as precious as life." At this moment, he understood. Compared to other things, life was the most important thing. This kind of mentality was perhaps no longer suitable for the Martial Cultivator world, nor the Jinwu Sect. Forgot it, from then on, he would live in seclusion within the city, and be an idle person. From then on, Ouyang Fen would be erased from the world of the Martial Cultivator.

He staggered to his feet, picked up a stick from the ground, and limped into the darkness of the forest.

Not long after Ouyang Fen left, Jin Yang personally brought over a group of experts from the Jinwu Sect, followed by Shi Bingying.

When they arrived, all they saw were the two corpses of their people and a leg of Ouyang Fen, but he had already disappeared.

Jin Yang was furious at what he saw. Was this place the death ground of the Jinwu Sect? Two powerful experts had just died here last night, and now two more were dead, and one was missing.

"What on earth happened here?" Jin Yang bellowed at the people around him, causing them to tremble. "Didn't we just arrive? How could we know what had happened?"

"Search, search them everywhere. We have to find Ouyang Fen. I don't believe that all of them died." Jin Yang continued to shout. The group of people had no other choice but to search in the forest, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night.

When others went to look for Ouyang Fen, Shi Bingying was also looking for someone.

From the moment Qin Hao jumped out of the hospital, to the moment he screamed at the top of the mountain, she had reactions and vaguely felt something. So she insisted following them to this place.

After arriving here, the faint familiar aura made her feel excited. She looked around, searching for the familiar aura.