In everyone's subconscious, there is some sense of destruction hidden to some extent. For example, do you like to burst the balloons one by one? For example, do you like to blow up the mud piles with firecrackers? For example, do you like the bubbles of bubble tape, pinch them one by one?

Of course, what I said before was just a small amount of destruction, not a destruction.

The real destruction, of course, is not to end a human life with his own hands.

A fresh person is in front of you, and the last minute is still running around and shouting loudly. The next moment, you picked up the knife and cut your neck......

Blood splattered on you, and he didn't even utter a word of begging for mercy, and he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

After you do this once, twice, ten, twenty times......

You will find that you are not nervous at all, but you will be very excited, very excited.

At this moment, this is how it feels.

He was alone, with a knife. From the entrance of Mokaisa City, the entire street has already formed a bloody road more than ninety meters long.

Saber backhand. Diagonal, backstabbing, and wiping under the neck......

Every action of Rand will take a human life, and killing people is a real easy thing for him.

However, after all, Rand still can't control the strength of his body, and he killed very well in the first twenty minutes, basically blocking and killing Buddhas.

But twenty minutes later, Rand found out that something was wrong.

He found that his reflexes were slowing down, and the force he needed to swing his knife was increasing.

Bang!

Not far from Rand, a tall black man shot him. Originally, with Rand's previous reaction speed, it should have been possible to dodge it anyway.

But this time Rand couldn't get out of the way completely, and the bullet grazed his arm, scraping off a large piece of flesh on his arm.

Rand snorted, and threw out the saber in his hand in anger.

The saber was so fast that in an instant, it completely submerged into the eyebrows of the black man who shot him.

Rand, who had lost his weapon, hooked his toes and hooked a pistol from the ground.

With the gun in hand, Rand immediately fired six shots in a row, directly emptying the bullets in the gun.

Six bullets, six more lives.

However, when Rand lost his previous reflexes and speed, he could no longer kill all sides, even if he had a gun in hand.

The streets are full of thugs, and there can be people secretly setting off cold guns at all times.

One could not react, and the bullet would immediately add a wound to Rand's body.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of various firearms continued to be heard, and the thugs who were closer to Rand all ran away.

It was not easy for Rand to kill someone, but he stood in the middle of the road and became a live target.

In just four or five minutes, Rand already had more than a dozen wounds on his body. At this moment, he killed him with red eyes, and then he came to his senses.

"Rand!"

In the distance, Jiang Feng's shout rang out.

Rand suddenly shouted excitedly, "I'm here!"

As soon as Rand's voice fell, he saw two figures rising and falling in the crowd.

Behind a figure in front of him, six long tails fluttered, and wherever they passed, the tails danced, and the thugs in the street immediately flew in all directions. By the time they landed, their lives had already been lost.

This figure doesn't need to be guessed to know, so it's naturally Xiao Q.

The figure behind him was very fast, and a series of afterimages were left behind him as the whole person moved. Bullets kept passing through his afterimage, but they never touched his clothes.

This person doesn't have to guess, naturally it is Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stepped under his feet, and pinched a large handful of glass slag in his hand.

After entering the martial realm, Jiang Feng learned a total of four martial arts.

Among them, inch steps, instantaneous strength, and stacking strength, Jiang Feng often exerts them. But the fourth trick, "Snow Picking Flying Flower Hand", Jiang Feng has never performed it.

This move is the most complex and mysterious of the four magic martial arts in the martial realm, and it takes a lot of practice to learn it. It has been more than a year since Jiang Feng broke through the Martial Realm, and he can only learn this trick.

At this moment, I saw Jiang Feng's feet like a ghost, his hands flying, and strong winds kept flying out.

Wherever Jiang Feng passed, the thugs fell directly to the ground before they could react, and the situation seemed to make people feel chills.

Soon Jiang Feng jumped forward, waved his hands violently, and all the glass slags in his hands flew out.

Sudden ......

It seemed that the muffled sound of an iron nail breaking bones kept ringing, and Jiang Feng's hand didn't know how many lives he had taken away.

Now that he has sealed the Yuan Infant, he has not used magic to kill people, but he is no longer afraid of creating too much killing karma, and the demons in his heart are difficult to destroy.

Jiang Feng and Xiao Q killed all the way, and the thugs on the street had already been killed.

Almost all of those who dared to take the lead died, and the rest all ran into the small alley, and they no longer dared to provoke Jiang Feng and the three of them.

Jiang Feng picked up Rand, took a pill from the Taiyi Danding and handed it to him.

Rand had already seen the magic of Jiang Feng's elixir, so after taking it, he quickly threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Sure enough, the medicinal power soon began to diffuse, and Rant's pale face suddenly turned bloody again. Even the wounds on his body began to recover with a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you, Jiang. Rand looked at Jiang Feng with a quick expression.

Jiang Feng patted Lante on the shoulder, "You're welcome, we're friends, and it's right to help each other, isn't it?"

"Friends, of course, best friends. In your Huaxia parlance, it is...... Leftover friends. ”

"It's a friend of life and death......"

Jiang Feng's head was black.

The three of them walked down the street, looking for a place to stay.

Blood almost stained the bodies of the three of them, and the thick smell of blood could be smelled from afar.

So along the way, no one dared to rashly do anything to the three of them.

"Jiang, what should we do next?"

It may be because Jiang Feng has shown too much Xuanqi's ability in front of Rant, so Rand now has the feeling that only Jiang Feng is looking at it.

Jiang Feng himself was a person who had already established a sect, and he was not polite to Lante's consultation, and directly said his decision: "I still have to find a place to settle down."

First we had to figure out what was going on, then I had to deal with the injuries again, and finally we had to decide where we were going next. ”

"Okay, Jiang. Rand glanced around and said, "I think the city is in chaos, so let's find a room to live in." ”

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and shook his head, "Let's find a hotel, it's more convenient." ”

"Hmm. Rand responded and immediately agreed to Jiang Feng's decision.

As soon as the two finished speaking, they saw a mob kidnap two women from a residential building across the road and pull them straight into a small alley.

Jiang Feng's eyes were sharp, and he could clearly see that the two women had oriental faces, and they should be Chinese.

The two women who were pulled into the alley were quickly torn off their clothes, and their young and seductive bodies had already disappeared in many places.

A dozen mobs looked at the two women, their eyes faintly glowing red.

The social order has suddenly become chaotic, and these mobs have completely abandoned their humanity and just want to take advantage of this opportunity to indulge and vent. It was also a rebellion against the long-standing oppression of peacetime.

For this reason, in addition to some ruffians and hooligans, five or six of the dozen or so mobs were dressed as ordinary people.

"Stop!" Jiang Feng shouted, and more than a dozen mobs turned their heads to look at each other.

Seeing that there were only three people, Jiang Feng, Rand, and Xiao Q, the group of mobs immediately laughed: "Kill the two nosy men, and leave that woman to play together!"

A dozen mobs rushed up, seven or eight with pistols in their hands.

For these people who took advantage of the fire to rob, Jiang Feng and Rand showed no mercy, and killed more than a dozen people one by one.

Soon there were only three mobs still standing in the alley, and instead of showing fear on their faces, all three of them had a hint of fierceness in their eyes.

When Jiang Feng and Rand were about to make a move on the three of them, the three of them actually waved their hands and released two flames and a cold air at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng frowned, and immediately turned sideways to dodge the two flames that shot over.

Rand couldn't dodge, and his body was hit by the cold. In an instant, his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and the person had already reached the front of two mobs who could control the fire.

He grabbed the necks of the two with both hands, and immediately broke their necks with a single shot of his fingers.

Before the remaining mob who controlled the cold could react, Xiao Q had already shot a tail and broke his head directly.

Jiang Feng took two clothes and coats from Taiyi Danding and threw them to the two frightened Chinese women, who trembled all over, although they were crying, they didn't dare to make any sound.

It is estimated that Jiang Feng and Xiao Q at this moment are no better than the dozen or so mobs just now in their eyes.

Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to the two of them, and as soon as his mind moved, a "Qi" was immediately called out by him from the Demon Martial Yuan Fu, and then he broke the cold ice that sealed the rand with one palm.

The ice broke, and Rand's body was still stiff.

If it was normal for Jiang Feng to use spells casually, he could help him recover, but now Jiang Feng didn't have any good ways. He looked at the two Chinese women and asked in English, "Are you Chinese or American, do you have a fireplace in your house?"

The two women glanced at each other, and then looked at Jiang Feng who continued to tremble, without saying a word, obviously the two of them were still afraid.

Jiang Feng spread out his hands and looked at the two of them with as kind eyes as possible.

"Don't worry, I'm from Huaxia, and I have the same yellow skin as you. I won't hurt you, or I won't save you. ”

Perhaps Jiang Feng's words played a role, and one of the women trembled and said to Jiang Feng in Chinese: "We are also Huaxia, we have a fireplace at home, you bring your friends with us." ”

Jiang Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Thank you." ”