Chapter 44, the road is narrow

"It's him!" Ling Tian shouted in shock.

He knew, no, precisely, had seen the man who had come out of the woods, and had just seen it.

This person was the Wang Ba that Ling Tian had seen eight days ago.

"I didn't expect to meet so soon!'s really narrow road!" Ling Tian sneered and said secretly, "This happens to be the new account and the old account together!"

Seven days ago, they were also six people, but seven days ago, each of them put a lot of pressure on Ling Tian, especially that Lin Lou, judging from Ling Tian's attack on him, it seemed that he had reached the realm of a warrior.

But the others haven't yet, this is what Han Ning told Ling Tian, they are also seventh- and eighth-order martial artists, some are still ninth-order, and now the others are not there, only Wang Ba is alone, otherwise the three fat men would have died a long time ago, how could they escape here.

Now there is only Wang Ba here, even if Wang Ba is a ninth-order martial apprentice Ling Tian is not afraid, and he seems to be the head of these people, so the cultivation of other people is even lower, so the others do not have to worry.

"Yang Ye! Hurry up, take the fat man away!" shouted the young man in white.

The girl named Yang Ye had a very struggling face.

"What are you doing in a daze! Hurry up, I'll hold them down for you!" the young man in white shouted again.

"No...... I'm not leaving, I can't go, Kangfeng, you can take Yang Ye with you! The fat man's face became more and more pale, and he said weakly.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey,

"Yes, it's been a long time since my sword has been stained with human blood, and I'm going to enjoy it today. Haha!" said one of the young men, licking his sword, which seemed to have blood stains on it. And it seems that many people died under his sword.

"This little girl is good, kill all those two men, leave them to me!" one of the short middle-aged men said with a pockmarked face, and said with a lewd smile. He had a bow and arrows in his hand, and it seemed that he had shot the previous arrows.

"Mazi, why do you want to swallow it alone, was that one last time that was tortured to death by you. What a waste! This must be mine. Another young man with a pale face said, and at a glance he knew that he was overindulgent.

"No, this woman must die, and anyone who dares to hurt me must die!" The last young man had a hideous face, a long sword mark from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, and his shirt was stained red with blood. However, judging from the strength of his tone, it should only hurt the flesh and skin.

"I'll leave it to you to kill when we're done. The pale young man said.

"No way!"

"Hey, I said, why are you so brainless! Isn't it all the same? The pale young man said.

"No, it's not good, when I'm done, you can do whatever you want?"

"It's dead! hee-hee! interesting!" the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face said lightly.

But none of the people present were ordinary people, and their hearing was extraordinary, and they could all hear it clearly at such a close distance.

Yang Ye broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, and the sword in his hand tightened. Just now, I would rather die than fall into the hands of these people. Now I am afraid of death, only despair. My body was trembling, I was trembling with fear, if it weren't for my tutor since childhood, I'm afraid I would be crying with fear now.

After all, he is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old person, and even a martial artist's mental capacity is limited.

"Damn!" Kang Feng snorted.

The fat man's face was even more ugly at this time.

At this time, even the people on the other side were cold in their hearts, and cold sweat broke out on their backs. They knew the preferences of this pock-faced middle-aged man, and now they heard these words.

It's horrible!!

"Alright!" Wang Ba said in a loud voice, "As long as you hand over your things, how about I let you go?"

Kang Feng only remembered something at this time, and took out a scroll from his chest.

The scroll is a roll of animal skin, which is simple and restrained in brownish yellow.

Kang Feng held the scroll and said loudly: "What do you say?"

"Of course!" Wang Ba said absentmindedly as he stared at the scroll in Kang Feng's hand with a smile on his face.

The fat man and Yang Ye didn't stop it, and they may not have come back to their senses now after hearing those words.

This scroll was obtained by accident by them, and before they could see it, they were attacked by the group of people in front of them.

Now it's not a pity that they want to hand it over, these are things outside the body, and life is important.

"Then who should I hand over to so many of you?" Kang Feng wanted to divide them, and it was best for them to fight among themselves, so that they could have a chance to escape.

"Haha~" Unexpectedly, everyone laughed.

"The kid wants to split us?! You're still a little tender!" said the sturdy-looking middle-aged man, "The mercenaries are all people who lick blood on the edge of the knife, if they can't trust each other and rest assured that they will give their backs to their companions, then I don't know how many times they have died." What's more, a scroll can't only be cultivated by one person. ”

"That's it!" said the pale-faced youth.

"Boy, I advise you not to play tricks, and obediently hand over your things, otherwise...... Hey!" Wang overbearing.

Now the six mercenaries actually have a bit of a common hatred, but only they know what they really think. Maybe a powerful technique or martial art is enough for one person!

"Then you let them go first, or I'll crush the scroll. Kang Feng has some regrets that he can't make a plan, so he can only think of another way, Kang Feng is not stupid, this group of people can't believe it. They had said before that they were disciples of the Wuji Gate, and these people dared to chase and kill all the time, and this was still the foot of the Wuji Mountain, which meant that they would not stay alive at all.

Because there are few forces in this Nanling country that can withstand the wrath of Wujimen, let alone a small mercenary group.

"You dare!" Wang Ba shouted.

"What don't I dare, why don't you try?" Kang Feng shouted.

Kang Feng told them to make no moves, and shouted angrily: "I said let them go!

Kang Feng said that his hands were also tight.

"Stop him!" Wang Ba saw that Kang Feng was really going to pinch, and hurriedly asked people to stop him.

Everyone also stared, and they rushed towards the three fat men without Wang Ba's shouting. This is a treasure that cannot afford to lose anything.

At this moment, Kang Feng threw the scroll forward, and the three of them ran backwards. However, none of the three of them could run fast, and both of them were seriously injured, and Yang Ye was the least injured, but the shock to his heart just now was also difficult to recover for a short time.

The scroll was thrown out by Kang Feng, and the six people reflexively chased in the direction of the scroll.

In the end, the scroll still fell into Wang Ba's hands, and the others chased after the fat man and the three without caring about turning around, but at the moment of turning around, a trace of imperceptible coldness flashed in everyone's eyes.

In the end, the three fat men still didn't run away, they were surrounded by everyone, but they happened to approach the big tree where Ling Tian was.

It's a good time! Ling Tian was secretly happy. He was wondering how he could get close to them silently and attack.

If you run out like this, the fat man and the others will definitely be held hostage by the other party, and at that time, they can only throw a mouse bogey, and in the end, they may just lose themselves.

Ling Tian stared at the approaching crowd, his heart tightened, and he raised his hand to hold the black veins behind him.

At this moment, Han Ning's voice sounded in Ling Tian's mind, "Boy, have you ever killed someone?"

Ling Tian was stunned, his originally anxious and nervous heart instantly turned cold, like a piece of iron that had been burned red was suddenly thrown into the biting cold water, but it was not because Han Ning's voice appeared in his mind, but it was Han Ning's problem.

Have you ever killed someone?

Have you ever killed someone?

Have you ever killed someone?

............

These words lingered in Ling Tian's heart, like a nightmare.

Ling Tian hadn't killed anyone, that's for sure. From birth to now, Ling Tian has only killed soul beasts.

In the current situation, it is impossible to solve it peacefully, and killing people is a must!

Have I ever killed someone? Will I kill someone? Can I kill someone? Ling Tian was in a dilemma and fell into fear.

"Xiao Tian!" Han Ning's voice appeared in Ling Tian's mind again, waking Ling Tian up.

"The practice of a warrior is always accompanied by blood, tears and death, because this is against the sky, and no one can be smooth sailing. This world is cruel, and it is impossible to kill or be killed, but you have to stick to your heart, and it is a thought to kill or not to kill. But you have to think clearly, now that you have decided, you don't have to care. "Han Ning preached for Ling Tian, and Han Ning didn't want to see this in this way.

"Thank you, Master, disciple understands!" Ling Tian said silently in his heart. Ling Tian understood why Han Ning spoke up at this time.

The master was reminding Ling Tian that he couldn't let Ling Tian do something he shouldn't do because of his urgency, leaving a psychological shadow, which might become a demon in his heart, and if he didn't get it right, he would affect his lifelong cultivation.

The disciple figured it out!