Criminal truth often gives people a chance to correct their mistakes, but killing people is only for money. Contrary to the deceased, even the corpse is not spared, and the people who use it to make human meat buns do not need to give them a chance to correct their mistakes.

These people are outrageously wrong, and it is sorry for the people they have mutilated to correct their mistakes. There's no need to change your mistakes, just leave it for the next life.

Qiu Tan came roaring with more than thirty horsemen, each dragging one or two corpses on horseback.

They came with orders and threats, and waited to collect the body of Gongzi Wenxuan without making human meat buns. They have nothing to fear, and the cottage has recently come to the big shots, but the cottage is worry-free.

The Iron Roll Gate, which is high above the Iron Roll Mountain, has compromised in front of the so-called big man in their eyes. The current Iron Roll Mountain is their Wujiazhai who has the final say.

In the corridor of the attic of the shop, there stood a middle-aged man, a young man with a sword, and a snow-white puppy.

Xing Zhen asked curiously: "Ask my predecessors who have been bandits before, how can they understand traps?"

Cheng Zhi scratched his head: "The criminal son said that he was laughing, I am a serious person." There are some things that are as innate as the bones of martial arts, and you don't need to deliberately learn them. “

"On the contrary, you, have you been a mountain bandit before, and when you set up traps, you are not inferior to me at all. ”

Although Xingzhen has amnesia, the puppy cub told the mountain bandit about his experience. He did not hide and admitted frankly: "Indeed. ”

Asked Cheng Zhi and smiled: "Mountain bandits are not necessarily bad people, right?" ”

Xing Zhen couldn't give a definite answer, shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

The puppy cub is very sure: "The mountain bandits have good people." ”

The two of them and a dog stood high in the attic, as if they had ignored the thirty horsemen who came in front of them in the dust.

The mountain road is not wide, and only three riders can be side-by-side. At the same time, the legs of the three horsemen in front of them were bent and seemed to be carried down by something.

The momentum of the forward rush continued unabated, and the four-legged hooves of the three-fart horse remained in place, and the body rushed forward and fell. The man on horseback, purring and rolling into the distance.

This group of mountain bandits has good horseback riding skills, and there is no panic in the front turmoil and the rear. There are six horses in two rows in the rear, and they are spurred to sit down on the buttocks of the horses.

The horse bounced on its legs and successively passed the three horsemen who fell to the ground in front of them. The movements are quite coherent in one go, and it is not easy to make this kind of reaction in three breaths before and after.

The six horsemen landed one after another, and the ground collapsed. The dust flew and wailed, and of course the wailing only lasted for a moment.

"Huh~" Utan, who was carrying the nine-ring broadsword, grabbed the reins of his horse and waved his hand to stop the rear from moving forward. Stagnant, the horses were frightened, restless on their messy steps.

Utan craned his neck to look at the large pit on the ground in front of him, and the spirit shivered.

The moonlight was bright and clearly visible, and the dense swords in the pit were upside down. The bright blade reflected the moonlight and was exceptionally cold.

The six horses and six people who had just fallen into the pit, as well as the corpses hunched on horseback, all became sieve eyes.

Utan looked around left and right, and the road was lined with jagged ancient trees. Each tree is about ten feet high, and it can be surrounded by at least three people.

Even if there is an ambush in the woods, the group will not be caught without stepping on it. After being relieved, Wu Tan shouted: "Ask Cheng Zhi, do you want to fight with our Wujiazhai endlessly? It seems that you don't care about Wenxuan's life and death." ”

Asked Cheng Zhi smiled and said nothing.

Xing Zhen raised his head and sighed: "Hey, the moon is not dark and the wind is not high, it is not a perfect killing night." ”

"Puppy, you'd better come. “

The puppy's eyes were rolled, and he couldn't see the black pupils. He snorted through his nose: "I have the ability to come." ”

With a "click", the sword box opened, and the flying sword and the accident turned into two streams of fireflies. The two flying swords were separated on both sides of the road, and they flashed away as lightning.

The trajectory of the flying sword sliding, and the "bang" sound of the reins cracking was constantly heard.

Utan was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Quickly withdraw, quickly withdraw." ”

How can the speed of the horse turn around and flee can compare to the flying sword, which is known for its speed.

The towering ancient trees on both sides collapsed and smashed into the middle of the road one after another. The remaining twenty or so horsemen suddenly turned on their backs.

The unlucky one was hit by the trunk of a tree, and even the people and horses were suddenly slapped into pulp. A night that is not suitable for murder, there is life to be harvested.

Ask Chengzhi to finally vent his long-standing depression, and laughed: "Haha, happy." "I can't wait to jump off the attic, step forward and raise my fist.

Utan stepped down on the horse's back, his figure jumped high, and the nine-ring broadsword came out in succession. The knife burst out, and the slashing of the tree was as easy as cutting tofu.

The figure broke through the branches and jumped over the big pit in front of him, and the wind rippled around him. However, before he landed, he saw Wen Chengzhi raise his fist to kill.

Utan hurriedly swung his knife into the crossing, and with a "bang", both sides of the collision retreated.

Utan lost the lead in an unstable body, and the first collision had a slight advantage. The steps were backwards again and again, and he almost fell into the big pit behind him.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhi's intestines almost didn't regret it, and secretly said that he was useless, and even if his strength was one more point, he could easily solve the opponent.

Disappointment is not discouraged, a little stability to kill again. and the shopkeeper in the shop, the moves are not so unusual. But when he asked Chengzhi to use it, he was more like a battle-hardened pawn.

Xing Zhen looked at it for a moment and was roughly relieved, the two of them were both Condensing Vortex Realm martial artists. Ask Chengzhi is more experienced, abandoning the bells and whistles of good-looking actions, and using direct killing moves.

In contrast, Utan is much inferior. The atmosphere of the rivers and lakes is strong, and he cares more about the completion of the moves.

The fight between the two of them is a contest between the warriors of the rivers and lakes and the warriors of the army. There are too many examples that prove that a warrior with a military background has an advantage.

This is also the reason why there are great masters and masters in the rivers and lakes, and they dare not easily start a war with the imperial court.

Fighting in the same realm is often invincible to people in the rivers and lakes, and in terms of overall combat awareness and order execution, there is no way to compare with the military.

It is only a matter of time before you decide to win. Xing Zhen was not worried, and took the puppy to harvest the rest of his life.

Most of these bandits were lucky enough to escape the robbery, and most of them were smashed by big trees with missing arms and legs. All Xing Zhen and the puppy cub have to do is to go up and make up a sword to make sure that the bandits have not slipped through the net.

They had no choice, if someone was lucky enough not to die, they would run back to the camp to report the news. In a fit of rage, the bandits slaughtered the Wenxuan Sacrifice Banner first, didn't all the plans fail.

Q Chengzhi was very satisfied with the nine-ring broadsword, it was not a divine weapon. Sharpening iron is like mud to no problem, much stronger than bare-handed. The original owner of the nine-ring knife naturally changed hands when the knife died.

The two of them and one dog did not delay, and killed Wujiazhai at night.

Xing Zhen's instinctive reaction was still there, and Cheng Zhi was born close to the trap, coupled with the puppy cub's sharp nose.

The traps of the Qiujiazhai have become decorations, and the dark whistles in the grass and woods have been silently pierced through the eyebrows by flying swords and flying knives.

Wujia village is very good at enjoyment, although it was not long after moving here, a pavilion was actually built in the center of the village.

There is a stone table in the center, and there are stone benches around the stone table. Two men sat opposite each other, one of whom was five or six points similar to Utan, a little older but extremely respectful.

A young boy, a bit of a thief with rat eyes and purple skin. In terms of physiognomy, the arrival of purple qi from the east is a good omen.

But this young man's purple aura gives people a strange feeling. In addition, this person's nose has no flesh, and the cheekbones protrude behind the ears can be seen clearly.

The eyes are full of whites, and the remaining black eyes are the size of sesame seeds, and if you don't look carefully, you will mistake them for no pupils.

There are heavy eyebrows, and there is an extra one at the tips of the eyebrows at both ends. The typical appearance of the thief's eyebrows and rat's eyes, with the purple demon color, is more vivid.

In contrast, the aroma of the wine overflowing from the stone table smelled much more pleasant.

The man with a thief's eyebrows took a sip of the wine glass, and then picked up a piece of fried golden meat.

He praised: "Ever since I ate cooked human meat, I can't forget the taste." ”

After taking a sip, he spit it out directly after chewing it twice, and scolded: "What kind of bullshit, this is not the taste of frying human flesh last time, are you using the meat of cats and dogs to fool me?"

Wuya on the opposite side hurriedly got up and bent down to make amends: "Where did Zi Gongzi say, give us a hundred dare to lie to you." This is indeed human meat, and it may be that the chef's craftsmanship is not good and does not taste good. ”

Seeing that Zi Gao was unmoved, Wu Ya carefully explained: "Zi Gongzi is a little restless, after the people under the mountain are full of meat, I will send it to you as soon as possible." ”

Zi Gao quite enjoyed this kind of courteous service, and his attitude eased slightly. Suddenly, I remembered something, and immediately became cloudy again.

"Didn't you want you to bleed and fry Wen Xuan? His fine skin and tender meat must be delicious. The couple at the foot of the mountain don't mind, when my eldest brother and I finish dealing with the things in our hands, we will go down and slaughter them. “

Zi Gang became more and more impatient: "Go and go, do it now." It's best to come back with the human meat buns, I want to taste all kinds of delicious food. ”

Wu Ya carefully explained: "Zi Gongzi is a little restless, after the people under the mountain are full of meat, they will be sent to you as soon as possible." ”

As the big boss of Wujiazhai, Wuya has no temper at all. Nodding with a smile: "How dare you disobey Zi Gongzi's orders, what you just spit out is Wenxuan's meat." ”

"Impossible, the meat is woody and hard, it's just an old female pork. Zi Gao directly rejected it, glaring angrily, he was lying to me and killing your whole family.

Wuya explained in a low voice: "It may be that the chef did not master the heat well and fried it for too long." Zi Gongzi, wait a minute, I'll go and cut the chef and use it as your appetizer. ”

As soon as Wuya turned around and wanted to step out of the pavilion, a nine-ring broadsword swept across the air. The knife suddenly roared into the wind, powerful and heavy.

The cliff hurriedly dodged, and the stone bench behind him was split in two.

He saw the appearance of the Nine Rings Broadsword clearly, and asked sharply, "Ask Chengzhi, what happened to Utan?"

The shopkeeper who didn't protect Wenxuan Gongzi was angry and replied coldly: "It's made of buns." ”

As he spoke, he raised his leg and kicked at the stone bench in half. Two rocks shot out, and the shopkeeper's knife followed.

It's not that Zi Gang didn't want to lend a hand, but he was blocked by a man with a sword.

Xing Zhen said in one sentence: "Stranger?"

Zi Gang said "Oh?" and asked playfully, "How do you see it?"

Xing Zhen raised his hand and groped for the hilt of the punishment sword, looked down at the little puppy, and after getting the confirmation, he paused one word: "Demon clan, demon clan that eats people." ”

Zi Gang nodded and did not deny it: "Yes, it seems that you are also a guest from another country, a human race in the Dragon Continent." ”

Xing Zhen rubbed the hilt of the sword but did not take out the sword, and when Zi Gang on the other side spoke, Xing Zhen didn't listen at all.

Instead, he asked himself: "For whom to punch." ”

"Terran. ’

"Why punch. ”

"Cannibalism. ”

"Right or wrong to punch?"

"Yes. ”

He shouted: "Little puppy, watch the rest of the cottage." ”

Xing Zhen jumped high on the ground, and smashed the palm of the hilt of the sword with his fist. At the same time, he shouted: "Puppies, copycat others, come and kill as many as you want." ”

Xing Zhen was angry and punched, and the momentum of breaking the sky burst out. Rao is Zigang's big demon physique, and after raising his arm rung, his whole arm is sore.

Then, without waiting for him to make a move, Xingzhen kicked his leg in the air after a punch. When the two feet are in the middle of Zigang's chest, the latter flies upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Zi Gang was flying upside down, and his body was like a string of cannonballs. The crackling sound continued, and purple blood immediately overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

There are no weak people who can come to the Seven Killing Blessed Land, Zi Gang just lost the first hand by a sneak attack. The big demon is a big demon after all, and his physique is different from ordinary people.

On the way to the upside-down flight, the opportunity skyrocketed, and the purple arc of the two palms swirled.