Holding a knife means killing, Lang Yu doesn't want to kill, but someone wants to kill him again and again, Lin Maochuan, left, the fourth son. Now it's Lin Huaizhong again.

Therefore, Lang Yu also thought of Qingyu, the innocent children in the iron cage, and Shenniu. It's so simple to kill someone, but because of what these people should kill, now it's their turn. It seems that if you want to live, if you don't kill people, someone will kill you, and if you don't kill mortals, will these people still care about that?

Lang Yu, who can't kill, showed murderous intent in his eyes for the first time.

"Hehe, you have to do it. Lin Huaizhong seemed surprised. But he looked at Lang Yu again with a chuckle, and there was indeed no mystery. The Gu family produced a young master who was a waste, which was a legend a year ago.

A mortal can turn over a few waves, and Lin Huaizhong almost forgot the scene where the eight big men missed just now. It's no wonder that from the perspective of a cultivator, they are a bunch of waste. It was a different level between heaven and earth, and he even thought that he had lost his skill by making a move as a second-order martial artist.

With a look, the kid who recognized Lang Yu just now hugged his fist at him, "Don't worry, young master, I know you want to live." "This kid has a good physique, but he hasn't been promoted to a samurai for three years, and his mind is all about flattery. All day long I want to be tricky, leaning next to the big tree, mixing up some credit, the Lord is happy to give me some elixir or something, and a simple sleep may be upgraded. Last year's Jingyang Town was the worst, and the family lost a lot of money, and this year it has entered a fart level. Coincidentally, I met Langyu today, and the opportunity came again, this kind of person has the most poisonous vision, no wonder Langyu will be planted in his hands.

The knife in the right hand "snapped" twice on the palm of the left hand. Walked leisurely towards Langyu. "Boy, the acquaintance returned Lao Tzu's things, and obediently followed the eldest young master back, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin. ”

"You are a samurai, or a fighter. Lang Yu stared at him coldly.

"Hehe, is there a difference?" then remembered something, and laughed: "Do you kill Fan with immortals?" Hahahaha, boy, don't bluff people with this, this is not Jingyang Town, killing you is no different from killing a bed bug, not to mention that Lao Tzu is not trying to kill you. Haha......"

"Poof" The laughter did not stop, and a knife stabbed out. This kid is very yin, he went straight to Lang Yu's lower body, he didn't even mention Xuanqi, dealing with a mortal, no matter how much fanfare he made a big show, maybe he felt that he was facing the Lord.

However, it was still too slow, Lang Yu touched the ground with his left foot, twisted his right leg sideways and avoided it, and came back to back with him. In this case, as long as Lang Yu's little hand stretches out, the things on this kid's body will be in his hands again, but this is not a simple matter of taking two things, it is a matter of life and death, and there are still a few people in front of him who are eyeing it.

A stab in the air, this kid felt an accident. He lost his hand on a mortal. "Yo he,......" It seems that there is an explanation below. Lang Yu's knife moved, his right arm was blocked on his left shoulder, and he pulled it back with a "snort", without even looking at it.

"Poof", a bloody arrow burst out along the blade. Lang Yu has never killed anyone, this is a knife on the left - cutting the neck, he just imitated it. In his eyes, the neck was like a dead thing on the case, and he could find a good place with his eyes closed.

"Ahh I saw Shangxian stab, and the knife flashed but covered his neck.

Third-order fighter, one is wasted, and this kid is too cowardly. His mouth was foaming with blood, and the knife in his right hand was still raised. Staring at the big frightened eyes, he wanted to turn his head to look at Lang Yu, he didn't believe it was true. However, he really felt that his head was black, his whole body was weak, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

Lang Yu raised his hand and wiped his neck, and blood sprayed on it. Staring at the few people opposite, he took a few steps back. He didn't know what rank of fighter he had just killed. I asked him, but he didn't say. There is no Xuan Qi in Langyu's dantian, and he can't sense it.

"Be careful, this kid is not mortal. Lin Huaizhong shouted, and at the same time, the fiery Xuan Qi was raised dazzlingly. The third-order fighter slashed with a sword, and the effect was too shocking.

Seeing the blood with a knife, Lang Yu seems to have found a trick to kill people, but he just changed the shape of his hand to a knife. It's also this kid he wants to kill too much, second only to the left. If it weren't for this kid's words, he would have returned to Jingyang Town and the ancient clan safely. Now that it is exposed, it is very likely that it will be hunted down by the Lin family.

After all, the first time he killed someone, because of his thirty-something-year-old heart, he still couldn't control the acceleration of his heartbeat, and Lang Yu's hands were shaking.

In the dead silence of the mountain forest, there was a bloody murderous aura, and more than a dozen teenagers and strong men confronted a teenager.

"Huh" A red knife light slashed out, and the middle of the young man's chest, although there was no blood spattered, flew out six or seven meters in the air.

"Xuankong Slash! The eldest young master has really refined this technique. Someone shouted. Lin Huaizhong made a move.

This time Lang Yu didn't dodge, he saw the knife faster than him for the first time.

It was a knife of light, the speed of light.

A bright red knife-shaped pillar of light shot out from Lin Huaizhong's knife, reaching his body before he could blink an eye, and Lang Yu didn't even have a chance to raise his hand to stop it. The cheongsam was cut out of a big hole, and the internal organs churned for a while, and Lang Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and through the mouth of the cheongsam, a red blood mark on the chest could be seen.

A second-order martial artist's martial arts attack was not something that Lang Yu could withstand, especially the speed of the sword light that shocked him.

However, what was even more shocking was Lin Huaizhong, his own Xuankong Slash did not cut a mortal, is it still a mortal!?

Unless, he's wearing expensive armor. The young master of the ancient clan, maybe Lin Huaizhong finally found a reasonable explanation. In fact, Langyu did have a piece of armor, which was given by Yueyue, but it had been destroyed as early as the scorched time, and now it is purely a monster-like physique.

"Give it all to me, catch him and get a reward. Lin Huaizhong shouted, and at the same time flew out of the body, because Lang Yu was fleeing into the forest.

Lang Yu wants to run, as long as he enters the Falling Eagle Ridge, even if he faces the demon beast, he may still have the strength to fight, but he is really afraid of that light knife. However, he miscalculated the speed of the martial artist, and he was almost not inferior to him, and he was chased behind him in just three or four breaths.

Raising the Xuan Qi again, he rushed out in eight steps again. Lang Yu was quite depressed, this kind of footwork is fast, but it can't last. only opened a distance of less than ten meters, and was caught up by Lin Huaizhong again, and at the same time, another Xuankong slash slashed down. Lang Yu stumbled a few times, but he finally didn't fall down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again. There was a burning pain in his back, as if the skin had opened and the flesh had bloomed. The back of his neck suddenly tightened, and Lang Yu felt that this time it was really a real knife, and he flashed to the left in a hurry, and a cut was made in his right armpit. Although that knife is not a treasure blade, it is also blessed with Xuan Qi, and it is naturally not a problem to break through Langyu's defense.

It's just this delay, and the three people behind also followed.

"Boy, you can't run, I'm looking forward to it now, what kind of armor can block the attack of Xuankong Slash. Hmph, that's not bad either. Lin Huaizhong had already blocked behind Lang Yu and didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move. In fact, he was also very depressed. I didn't expect a little kid to consume so much of his own Xuan Qi, although the Xuan Kong Slash was strong, even he couldn't send a few blows. If it weren't for this trick, it might have been possible for this kid to slip away.

He's replying.

Lang Yu is also lifting his qi, chasing cicadas in eight steps three times, and the consumption of Xuan Qi is also quite large. Fortunately, no one can know about this. But he didn't know what level of martial artist Lin Huaizhong was, how many Xuankong Slashes he could play, and there were three people behind him, at least two of them were third-order fighters.

"Don't step forward, use Xuan Qi, this kid is not so easy to die with armor. "This is a battle that will never stop fighting, unless Lang Yu is tied to his back.

Earthy yellow and crimson Xuan Qi quickly condensed from the hands of the three of them, and three balls of light rained over. The death of the monkey thin boy just now is still in his eyes, and the young man in front of him is ruthless, his footwork is weird, and he can still carry the mystery. The second-order samurai didn't take it down, and they didn't dare to hold it up. More than ten meters away, the Xuan Qi was played, although the effect was poor, but it was safe.

Seeing this, Lang Yu was a little helpless, the distance of more than ten meters was really uncertain. And Lin Huaizhong's two slashes didn't hurt him, especially the first knife, his internal organs were hit hard at that knife, which was completely unexpected.

When the ball of light hit, he wasn't very afraid, it seemed to be on par with Gu San's shot, and it was far from the speed of the slash just now. Of course, Langyu can't be taken lightly, he just avoided it at the beginning, but he didn't carry it hard, not to mention that there were so many this time.

Lifting the Xuan Qi again, transporting it to the limbs, Lang Yu forced it in the direction of the three of them. The afterglow of his eyes still has to take care of Lin Huaizhong who is standing on the side, who knows when this kid will come again.

In the woods, there was a boom and explosion for a while, and the branches flew wildly, and Lang Yu approached the three people with the footwork of worshipping the moon with seven stars, and through the trunk of the tree. I saw that in the continuous flashes of "bang", a figure was thrown up and down from time to time, and the three of them didn't just hit one. And as the figure kept regressing. After the third wave was hit, something flew out of the chaotic light, drew an arc and threw it on the branch, Lang Yu's knife fell, and another wave of attack on the hem of a long shirt flew out.

Until after five attacks, all three of them were going to be stupid.

Is this still human? It's still humanoid under so many Xuan Qi attacks. Regardless of whether they died or not, the three of them asked themselves if they couldn't do it, and it was just a little guy without mystery.

Hu Chuanzong was the first to stop the attack, and his Xuan Qi was exhausted. Flipping over his hand and feeling out a small bottle, he was going to pour a recovery pill. At this moment, another earthy yellow light exploded in the roaring air mass, and the figure was blasted up again. But this time, after hitting the ground, it was a bullet, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.