The sword is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship is a murderous trick.

You don't need a second sword to kill, this is a truly concise and efficient practical swordsmanship.

Xia Lan has been using a sword for nearly twenty years, even if he fell into the clouds and became ordinary again, the swordsmanship talent engraved into the blood of the bone marrow has always been his greatest strength in the world. If someone can persevere in a certain field for many years, regardless of talent, there are some skills that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

When he was young, he practiced military swordsmanship hard, and grew up in the bloody killing in the long years, in terms of murderous swordsmanship alone, Xia Lan can be said to be in the realm of transformation, unless the enemy has an insurmountable rank gap, otherwise in Xia Lan's eyes, they are all ants.

Muke's strength is undoubted, but he has more than brute strength, lack of flexibility, and his combat skills are too simple, even Willie, a fledgling hairy boy, can fight with him after adapting to a short period of brutal fighting, if it weren't for the robbers' sneak attack, Muck would inevitably be defeated in the hands of Willy and others.

When Xia Lan was secretly observing, he already knew the characteristics of Muke's battle, so at the moment when the opponent attacked, his body naturally and harmoniously made the right way to respond, and almost dodged the head-on blow, and the flipped long sword pointed directly at the opponent's heart, and when the bowed body shot out with an arrow step, the snowy sword blade had deeply penetrated the target's heart.

Before the rest of the robbers could react, Xia Lan stirred the long sword in his hand, and the splashes of blood suddenly stained his cheeks with the swing of the sword, and the figure that swept out suddenly was like a shock, as fast as an invisible sword blade, leaving only a floating shadow in the air.

The summer breeze was light, the leaves were swaying, the hot air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and next to a corpse staring at him with terrified eyes, his murderer was slowly wiping his long sword, the corners of his mouth, the tips of his eyebrows, and his calm face were like an ancient well and cold pool.

"Green...... You ......"

Although his consciousness gradually blurred, Willy would not forget the shock brought to him by Xia Lan in front of him, and with just one sword, he killed Mook, who had given them a great threat; Another sword, he killed all the robbers who were surrounded. However, what trembled him was not Xia Lan's swordsmanship, but his casual appearance after killing people, which he had only seen in his father.

This is what only those who have no regard for life can have.

"If you continue to be stunned, I guarantee that you will soon faint and die from blood loss."

Xia Lan didn't know where to take out a bottle of medicine powder and bandages and threw them in front of Willy.

"Please...... Save them......"

Willy bit his pale lip in pain and pleaded with Xia Lan with a sad expression. The original grief and indignation in my heart have long disappeared, or it is hidden deep in my heart.

"I can save you once, but I won't save you a second time." Xia Lan turned his back and walked to the mountain forest where the horses were tied and said, "Only by learning to save themselves can people survive in this world. ”

"Are you going to watch them die in front of you?" Willy yelled hysterically at Charan. "Don't forget, they're all your companions!"

The violent rise and fall of his chest caused Willy's arrow wound to attack again, and after saying this, he finally fell to the ground clutching his chest, coughing up black blood from the corners of his mouth, tears moistened his eyes, and his helpless and painful expression was like a child abandoned by his parents.

"Why can't you save them? At least, you're the only one of them who is awake right now. ”

Xia Lan paused, and then continued to walk towards the mountains and forests without looking back.

Green's desperation completely made Willy's heart like ashes, he gave up, he no longer counted on Green's rescue, maybe one thing he said was right, the only one who could really save them was himself.

He struggled to sit on the grass, his hands laboriously unfastening his upper armor, until the skin of his chest was exposed, and the half-cut bolt that had been shot at his chest was so conspicuous that the bleeding wounds were tingling with a blue and black color. He stared at the half-section of the crossbow in a daze, his right hand unconsciously clenched on it, and looked up at the cloudless clear sky, the harsh sunlight made it difficult for him to open his eyes, his eyelashes blinking frequently, and his vision became darker and darker. Suddenly, his hand gripping the crossbow rod jerked outward, and he cried out in unspeakable pain.

The green tendons on his forehead, the sweat that was densely condensed into the size of soybeans, and the tense muscles all over his body were announcing the pain that his body was enduring, and with his tenacious will, he was able to withstand the fainting of the body's self-protection mechanism, Wei took the medicinal powder given by Xia Lan with a trembling hand, opened the bottle cap, and poured it on the bleeding wound.

He almost crushed his back molars at another painful stimulus, his round eyes took on a terrifying appearance of bursting, and he began to wrap his bandages around the wound little by little, his hands stiff as if they were mechanical.

After tying the bandage and fixing it in knots, Willy did not relax his spirit, and passed the most difficult stage, but his mental strength recovered a little, and he tried his best to get up, and his whole body was half-hung down, and he staggered towards the nearest Ralph and Connell beside him.

They all lay motionless, covered in blood, their faces still showing pain on their closed eyes.

Willy fell to his knees in front of them, reaching out his trembling hand to reach for their breathing and the pulse of their necks, as if he was afraid that he would not feel the fragility of life.

"Ralph...... Connell ......"

Willy, who had been mourning, raised his head, tears welled up in his eyes, blessed by the Holy Light, they did not die, but fainted, as long as the bleeding wounds of the body were stopped and recuperated for a period of time, they could be as good as ever.

Perhaps the good news that the two had survived affected Willy's heavy heart, and by the time he went to inspect Corrett and Barbene, he was no longer purely negative and pessimistic.

Colette, fainting.

Barbene –

"Barbean ......"

After checking that Corret's condition was also fine, Willy came to Barbeine's side on the other end, but his situation was different from everyone else, because he was the only one with his eyes open.

At that moment, his heart seemed to stop beating.

Babean is dead.

Unfortunately, the sharp iron spikes on Mook's mace pierced a bloody hole in his heart.

After all, someone still died.

Willy opened his mouth for a long time, and there was an intermittent ho-ho sound in his nose and mouth, and he wanted to cry out loud, but he couldn't make a sound, only silent tears.

……

……

Does the death of one person affect the character fate of another? In fact, there is no answer to this question, because everyone has their own answer.

Perhaps it was Barbene's death that made Willy mature a lot, and he immediately led his wounded companions out of the forest after giving them a simple first aid treatment with bandage powder in the horse's backpack, and carefully erased all traces of the scene to prevent anyone from discovering their whereabouts until he found a hidden cave with traps set around him, and he was relieved to take care of his unconscious companions.

However, he always had a doubt in his heart, where did Green go?

He had thought that Green had chosen to abandon them and leave alone, but it was strange why he left without taking his horse with him. Without horses, could it be that he wanted to walk to the mission site on foot?

After several days, his companions still did not wake up, and even had fever of varying degrees, because there was no medicine to treat this area, he did not dare to go too far, so he could only put some water in the nearby stream every day to give them a cold compress, so as to relieve the symptoms of fever.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, after checking that his companions were well, Willy prepared to go out to fetch water as usual, but as soon as he walked out of the cave, he saw a figure approaching in the distance.

He drew his sword and quickly hid behind a large rock around the cave, occasionally quietly probing to observe the figure in the distance.

As the figures got closer and closer, it seemed that the footsteps were clearly audible. Willy held his breath and clenched his sword with a resolute face, always ready to suddenly kill when the figure approached!

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but it looks like you've grown a lot."

As the footsteps approached, Willy's mood became more and more tense, and he lost his mind for a moment when a familiar voice echoed in his ears.

"Kill!"

Willy jumped out from behind the rocks, sword in his hand, and slashed at Xia Lan.

The corners of Xia Lan's eyebrows moved, as if he was a little surprised by Willy's answer, in the face of his imposing attitude, he didn't draw his sword, just twisted his body to dodge, and without waiting for Willy to attack again, the raised hand knife quickly slashed at the wrist where he held the sword, directly knocking down the long sword in his hand.

"Next time, I'll kill you."

Following with a kick that kicked Willy, Charan lifted the long sword on the ground with her toes, held it in her hand, and threw it precisely next to Willy's head.

"You ......"

Willy just wanted to speak, but when he looked at Xia Lan carefully, he found that he was soaked in black and dried blood, and there were a lot of lumps of filth on his long hair that was tied, and his originally elegant face was covered with a large area of indescribable dirt.

"How did you end up like this?"

"There is always a price to be paid for killing." Xia Lan said as if nothing had happened.

"Murder?" Willie was stunned.

"Robbers, robbers in the mountains and forests, robbers in robbers' dens." Xia Lan's eyes narrowed slightly.

“…… You left us to kill the robbers? Willie couldn't believe it.

"Why else do you think you've been able to stay safe until now? Just those little tricks you set up? Xia Lan sneered: "Don't forget that this is their territory, as long as you don't leave this mountainous area, they have a way to find you, so...... The best way to stop them is to kill them all. (To be continued.) )