32: Chapter 32 Peach Blossom Village is under surveillance; swordsmanship reaches a high level!
He led people on patrol, but just happened to run into Head Escort Qian's group.
However, Zuo Shan Diao was cowardly and dared not take risks.
Having captured a prisoner, he already felt he had made a huge profit.
Qingfeng Stronghold.
"Will you talk or not? Will you talk or not?"
*Thwack, thwack, thwack.*
The whip lashed fiercely against Old Zhang's body.
"Ah, ah, good sirs, masters!!"
"I'll talk! I never said I wouldn't talk, you actually have to ask!"
"Waaah, you've been whipping me for an hour, what do you want me to say? Just ask! Waaah~~" Old Zhang looked desperate, his entire face covered in snot.
"Ah, we didn't ask?"
The bandits looked at each other in dismay.
Everyone was enjoying the whipping, but not a single person had asked a question.
"Will you talk or not" had become almost a catchphrase.
"Old thing, you still dare to talk back? Will you talk or not!!"
One of the bandits, unable to suppress his anger, snatched the whip and lashed out fiercely.
*Thwack, thwack, thwack.*
Old Zhang was whipped for several more minutes.
Zuo Shan Diao, sitting on the main seat, raised his hand slightly: "Alright, stop. If you keep whipping him, he'll die."
He stood up and walked in front of Old Zhang with a cold, sinister gaze.
"Heh heh, everyone in Qingfeng Stronghold is an uncultured brute. Ask? We don't even know what to ask."
"How about this? I'll give you a chance to survive. Do you have any valuable information that can buy your old life?"
A sharp little knife traced across Old Zhang's face, and Zuo Shan Diao licked his lips like a pervert.
That expression, that action—it immediately made Old Zhang wet his diaper.
"Waaah, First Leader, I'll talk, I'll talk! I really do have a piece of news that can let me live."
Upon hearing this, Zuo Shan Diao put away his cynical expression, his face turning icy: "Speak!!"
Startled by the harsh shout, Old Zhang's brain spun wildly.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration: "I've got it, First Leader. Ten miles away, there is a village called Taoyuan Village."
"I heard from the villagers that a heaven-sent treasure is about to ripen there."
A heaven-sent treasure.
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent.
The bandits' eyes all lit up.
Even the composed Zuo Shan Diao became excited.
"A heaven-sent treasure, what is it??"
"What? I remember now, it's a purple flower fruit, a purple flower fruit!" Old Zhang exclaimed.
purple flower fruit.
*Thump.*
Zuo Shan Diao's heart jumped wildly, and the corners of his mouth curled up crazily: "purple flower fruit, old thing, are you really not lying to me??"
"No, I promise! First Leader can go to Taoyuan Village to ask around."
"Heh heh heh, very good! You can go die now." Zuo Shan Diao smiled and drove the sharp little knife straight into Old Zhang's neck.
In an instant, blood gushed out like a spring; nothing could save him.
"Ugh... you lied to me~~~" Old Zhang looked utterly desperate, his dead-fish eyes staring fixedly at Zuo Shan Diao, his face full of unwillingness.
"Hmph, I gave you a chance, and you actually bought it."
"Second-in-command, bury the corpse. Didn't we plant two undercover agents in Taoyuan Village a few days ago? Tell them to get moving."
After saying this, Zuo Shan Diao walked into the darkness without looking back.
"Yes, boss!"
The crafty-looking bandit's face lit up with joy as he knelt down and shouted loudly.
It was dark.
Tie Niu's beef noodles arrived on time again.
*Slurp, slurp.*
Chen Yichuan slurped the noodles with great satisfaction: "Tie Niu, your cooking skills have improved. Don't bring noodles next time; I can't handle it anymore."
"Heh heh, Brother Chuan, I thought you liked eating them. Next time I won't bring beef noodles, I'll bring flour porridge instead."
"*Cough, cough, cough*, stick with the beef noodles, I love them."
"Alrighty."
He finished the bowl of beef noodles.
Just then, on the other side of the mountain,
*Shhh, shhh, shhh~~*
A series of rustling sounds arose, like some kind of animal crawling, the sound of rubbing against the ground.
"Holy crap, Brother Chuan, snakes! So many poisonous snakes."
Tie Niu looked terrified, his hand pointing down the mountain trembling uncontrollably.
He drew his bow and shot an arrow.
*Whoosh, whoosh.*
Two sounds of air being pierced rang out suddenly.
A double shot in one breath, and two lit arrows were fired.
In an instant, the dark night was illuminated.
Down the mountain, on the rock wall of the only path, rows of black and white poisonous snakes were flicking their tongues, moving rapidly toward them.
There were a great number of them; a rough glance showed at least a hundred.
"They came at just the right time. Tie Niu, set a few torches nearby; leave these poisonous snakes to me."
After a brief instruction, Chen Yichuan did not hesitate and drew his bow to shoot.
*Swish, swish.*
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A double shot in one breath, and two arrows pierced through the poisonous snakes charging at the front.
The arrows strung them together, with two poisonous snakes on each string.
One shot, four poisonous snakes.
The gap was perfectly positioned, and the snakes were piling up, almost stacked on top of each other.
If the arrow were long enough, stringing two more 'spicy sticks' would not be a problem.
"Brother Chuan, the torches are set. What should I do next?"
"Leave!!"
"Huh?" Tie Niu was stunned: "Brother Chuan, are you serious?"
However, Chen Yichuan did not respond to him.
Because at this moment, he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth from curling into a strange, *heh heh heh* laugh, and he was firing arrows crazily.
Every arrow fired increased his experience crazily; one poisonous snake was 2 experience points.
Every shot killed at least four poisonous snakes, 8 experience points!!
*Swish, swish, swish.*
The arrows were still crazily reaping the lives of the poisonous snakes, but there were so many of them that no matter how fast Chen Yichuan shot, he couldn't kill them all at once.
*Whoosh!!*
Suddenly, a poisonous snake lunged over.
It was like the Flying Dutchman soaring through the sky, its target very clear.
Sharp fangs pierced precisely into Chen Yichuan's left arm.
-5 [Player is poisoned, -2 HP per minute, lasting for ten minutes.]
Chen Yichuan was shocked; one bite cost 25 HP.
Without an antidote, with over 200 HP, he would be done for in a dozen bites.
Hardening his heart, he yanked hard with his right hand... *Rip.*
The poisonous snake, along with a chunk of flesh, was torn off, and blood instantly stained his left arm red.
Ignoring the pain, Chen Yichuan gritted his teeth.
He put away his strong bow and switched to the ghost-head blade.
*Clang.*
Scorching Qi adhered to the ghost-head blade, instantly causing several poisonous snakes that approached within a meter of him to die violently and wither.
"Damn it!!"
"Taste my big blade!!"
He unleashed his Qi recklessly, covering almost every part he could, consuming nearly half of his stamina.
The effect was extremely significant.
The densely packed poisonous snakes that were swarming up died instantly in large numbers.
Striking while the iron was hot, Chen Yichuan stepped on the wild grass and charged down.
A few minutes later, the poisonous snakes were all dead.
He leaned against the arrow quiver, panting, his whole body completely exhausted.
Such a massive burst of Qi left him unable to lift the blade in his hand.
Getting here had already taken all his effort; now he couldn't even move.
Despite this, the corners of Chen Yichuan's mouth couldn't stop curling upward.
He had killed over a hundred poisonous snakes, and especially with the Qi-infused ghost-head blade, his Basic Saber Technique experience had a huge harvest.
'Ding'
'System Prompt: Basic Saber Technique has been upgraded from Skilled to 'Proficient', rewarding 1 point of Strength, 2 points of Stamina.'
'Next realm: Mastery (103 / 1000), Effect: Unleash Blade Qi, temporarily increases attack by 20 points, Qi range increased by 2 meters.'