Shi Ling had never killed anyone before, but now he saw a knife floating in front of him and didn't know what to do.
Xue Kong looked at her quietly, the calmness in his eyes gradually turned into a hint of disappointment: "Don't you dare to kill anyone?"
"Bastard! How dare you kill me just because you're a slave?" Barutu was having difficulty breathing. He grabbed Xue Kong's hands with both hands, forcibly lifted up his body, and yelled at Shi Ling viciously, which scared Shi Ling.
On the ground, Wu Bei heard this and immediately became furious. He shouted at Shi Ling, "Sister! Kill him, avenge your people, and avenge his bullying of you!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!" The people in the water fort behind Wu Bei also roared. Their homes were destroyed by Barutu and half of their tribesmen were killed. Now they had a chance to avenge this hatred.
Click.
Shi Ling tightly grasped the knife in front of him with both hands, and flew uncontrollably in front of Barutu. Under Barutu's fierce gaze, Shi Ling took a deep breath and stabbed the knife in his hand into Barutu's heart.
With a puff.
"You, you dare..."
Barutu's heart immediately trembled, and the two symbols on his forehead flashed violently. A powerful vitality emanated from the two symbols, forming an impact that shocked the stone spirit and made it scream and fly backwards.
Shi Ling had not flown far when she felt as if an invisible big hand was supporting her back. Not only did she stop, but a warm current also flowed into her body, making her feel numb and refreshed all over.
"I, Batu Bubu, will not let you go!!" Barutu stared at each person with fierce eyes. Blood was gushing out of his heart. The impact just now seemed to be the last strength he released at the risk of his life.
Xue Kong looked at his brow calmly. Two black runes flashed violently, as if fighting against Barutu's disappearing vitality. It appeared and disappeared, as if it was about to disappear.
Just as the black rune was about to disappear, Xue Kong's eyes flashed and he saw an old man's face emerging from the black rune.
"Who killed Barutu of my clan!" An old voice came from the old man's mouth, but as the black runes disappeared, the old man disappeared before he could see clearly what happened here.
Xue Kong saw four black rune marks between the old man's eyebrows.
"Is that the so-called Four Talisman Master? Judging from his strength, he is probably equivalent to the Jindan stage among cultivators and is vulnerable." Xue Kong shook his head and ignored the matter.
The power of the black rune did arouse his interest, but now was not the time to delve into it.
On the ground, the people brought by Barutu were frightened when they saw that Barutu was killed so easily, and they immediately panicked and tried to flee.
At this time, Xue Kong waved his sleeves, and with a series of bang sounds, those people collapsed into bloody mist one by one before they could run far.
Xue Kong stretched out his right hand and grabbed forward. The souls of these people flew up uncontrollably, screaming and falling into his palm, and were stored in the Tiangang Xuanhuang Flag.
"I, I killed Barutu and the second talisman master?" With a snap, the knife in Shi Ling's hand fell to the ground, and she took a few steps back in fright.
This was her first time killing someone, and the person she killed was a powerful second-level talisman master. She felt uneasy and felt it was ridiculous.
The power of the second talisman master was enough to destroy the entire water village by himself, but now he died at her hands.
"Ling'er, how are you? Are you hurt?" Wu Bei rushed over and examined Shi Ling's body. He found that except for the red neck, there were no other injuries. Only then did he feel relieved.
Afterwards, Wu Bei pulled Shi Ling and knelt respectfully in front of Xue Kong: "Thank you, Immortal, for saving the water village, saving my people, and saving my sister."
"Thank you, Immortal." Shi Ling also spoke in panic.
The people from the water stronghold behind the two men knelt down one by one, kowtowed to Xue Kong with great respect.
Xue Kong stared at Wu Bei, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Why do you call me an immortal? Has there been anyone like me in this forest?"
He had wanted to ask this question for a long time. Now that all the problems were solved, he asked it. Since Wu Bei called him that, he must have seen or heard something.
"Immortal...once when I went out hunting, I met an immortal who was just like you, and he told me this." Wu Bei said.
"Where is he now?"
"He... he's dead. When I met him, he was already seriously injured and couldn't be cured. He died within a few hours, leaving behind a bag..."
When Wu Bei said this, he turned his head and looked behind him. An old man among the people in the water village immediately understood what he meant. He took out a dirty bag from his arms, walked forward, held the bag in his palm and raised it high.
Xue Kong raised his hand and grabbed it, and the bag flew up and landed in his hand: "It is indeed a storage bag. That person is indeed a cultivator... Could it be that there is more than one cultivator in this forest?"
This is not surprising. Since he can fly here, why can't others?
Moreover, the cultivators who can appear here must have a cultivation level above the Foundation Establishment stage, otherwise, they would not be able to walk to such a deep location.
I just don't know whether this cultivator is from Jingwu Country or from other countries.
Xue Kong's spiritual sense broke through the storage bag, opened the bag, and swept his spiritual sense across, revealing everything inside. Apart from a dozen low-grade spirit stones and a few white porcelain bottles, there was nothing else.
There is not even a magic weapon.
"He is in such a predicament, he must be a cultivator in the foundation-building stage." Xue Kong analyzed that person's cultivation level, which was really poor. Perhaps that was why he died after being seriously injured.
Seeing Xue Kong easily open the storage bag, everyone including Wu Bei lowered their heads and appeared more respectful. No one dared to ask what was in the storage bag.
Xue Kong looked down at these people. Except for Wu Bei, no one else had the black rune between their eyebrows. It seemed that this was indeed a tribe that could not be weaker.
In his eyes, he could kill these people with just a breath, leaving only Wu Bei. However, Xue Kong did not do so. His eyes fell on Shi Ling.
The blue-haired girl placed her hands on the ground, tapping her brows against the backs of her hands, and crawled there like a rabbit, appearing respectful and pious.
Xue Kong gently descended from the sky and came before Shi Ling. When everyone was at a loss, he slowly said, "I want to take you as my disciple. Are you willing to be my disciple?"
Shi Ling's body shook.
She didn't think Xue Kong was talking to her, but the voice was too close. She couldn't help but look up and saw a pair of feet wearing luxurious boots very close to her.
She slowly stood up and locked eyes with Xue Kong, who was looking down at her. "Me? Immortal, will you accept me as your disciple?"
Shi Ling felt unbelievable.
Everyone in the water village was in disbelief. They all raised their heads in surprise and envy and looked forward. Wu Bei's breathing became rapid and his face flushed. He was even more excited than Shi Ling himself.
"If the Immortal could accept Ling'er as his disciple, our tribe would be saved!!!"
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