Chapter 48: The Struggle
"Looking for death, I will sacrifice your head to the cold iron knife in my hand!"
"Bloody three styles, beheaded!"
The little leader's eyes were red, and he held a knife in both hands, and he jumped in the air, emitting a faint scarlet light all over his body, which contained a bloody aura, like a red meteor, shooting towards Xiao Ke.
The little leader's knife is almost his strongest move, condensing the greatest strength of the body and the most aura, not only to look at Xiao Ke's arrogance very unhappy, but also to want to vent his mania.
It can be seen from the bloody aura all over his body that the little leader is practicing exercises such as blood qi, coupled with the murderous aura on his body, it is enough to prove that the little leader has killed people, at least more than fifty people have this kind of good murderous aura.
Monks who practice the Blood Qi Gong will invisibly generate manic power in their bodies, and killing is their way to vent, if they don't do it for a few days, if they don't kill, it will be torture for them.
In the past few days, for the sake of the blood essence stone, the entire inn has been shrouded in an impossible peace, and the only friction is that the man in black peeked at the friar's bath, and the others, whether they know each other or not, will be polite, will greet each other, and will do unnecessary greetings.
This kind of polite and loving lifestyle The little leader has long been tired of it, and his body has long been full of dry firewood, and now Xiao Ke, the spark child, finally appeared, "snap", like a dry firewood fire, instantly ignited the long-suppressed will to kill in his body.
This knife came quickly, shining silver, like a meteor in the sky, a month ago, Xiao Ke was certain to die if he faced this knife.
But now is different from the past, Shibei three days should also be impressed, only to see Xiao Ke unhurried, left foot forward, left half of the body leaning forward, homeopathic right hand grabbed the old man back, there is no panic on the face, confidently put the left hand on the hilt of the sword, this scene, so that the other three red-clothed men scoffed, the left hand out of the sword, only 1 in 10,000 may be either a genius or a madman, as for the remaining 9,999 out of 10,000 is a gimmick, mostly in the hands of those arrogant, pampered, do not know the height of the sky but can always make some miscellaneous things in the hands of rich childrenγ
In this situation, coupled with Xiao Ke's previous poisonous tongue and arrogance, the three big men are even more convinced that the man in white in front of him is undoubtedly a rich man with low eyes, and he has no ability, but he likes to talk nonsense and make new things.
For them, these people who lick blood on the tip of the knife don't need to spend much energy to kill a rich son, let alone lose combat effectiveness, and this will not have an impact on the subsequent scramble for blood essence stones, so even the deputy of the little boss who is a little calmer did not stop the little boss from making a move.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a crisp thunder sounded, and then a "stabbing lala" burst out from the position of Schoke's scabbard, and a trace of thunder and lightning as thin as a silver needle but swirling intricately.
"Thunderstorm!"
Xiao Ke spat out two words, the long sword revealed half of the sword body, a strong electric light bloomed from the sword, the little leader with a murderous face was dazzled by the electric light without a trace of defense, the stimulation of the strong light made the little leader's eyes burn, "Ah", the little leader covered his eyes and fell from the air, landing in front of Xiao Ke.
"Ahh
The little leader was repulsed by the severed head that did not cut off his hand, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he closed his eyes and said angrily: "Despicable and shameless, labor and management will definitely take your dog's head today, bloody four styles, bloody wind beheading!"
The little leader held the knife in both hands, and all the bloody aura around his body gathered on the blade, and in a rotating posture, he drove the blood-red cold iron knife to rotate, bringing a small air current.
The Blood Wind Slash is similar to Galen's big sword spinning and turning, it is a group attack, plus although the small leader can't see, his sense and hearing are still there, locking the approximate location of Xiao Ke and strangling him.
"Thunder!"
Shook had drawn his sword, the tip of which was pointing diagonally downward, as if it were on top of his left hand, which was also leaning upwards.
When the little leader entered the attack range, the long sword suddenly stabbed forward, knocking, picking, stabbing, the three swords in one go, flowing clouds and water, as if forming a natural trend, just like the mountains and flowing water, the long rainbow through the sun.
In a matter of moments, Schoke's sword was back in place, but the little leader's cold iron knife was knocked out and hit the beam of the ceiling, his clothes were symmetrically cut from the center, the waistband of his trousers was torn open, and his trousers fell, revealing his bare legs, and, near his chest, near his heart, there was a one-inch-long, even-depth red sword mark, slowly oozing blood outward.
"Are you still fighting?" asked Shawk as he looked at the little leader, who had regained his sight and looked panicked.
"Don't fight, don't fight, you're awesome!" the little leader lifted his pants and crawled back behind the other three big men.
"If you don't beat me, I'll leave, oh, by the way, hand over the Qiankun bag. β
"What?" The big man with his pants in both hands was clever for a moment before he came to his senses, and then threw the Qiankun bag in front of Xiao Ke.
"Not enough, and the three of you. Xiao Ke untied the bag, threw the contents on the ground at random, glanced twice, there was nothing good, and he was not satisfied at all, so he hit the other three people with his idea.
"Fellow Daoist, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, and we have no friction with you, why do you have to hand over the Qiankun bag?" The little leader was already stunned by the sword in Xiao Ke's chest, and could only be negotiated by his deputy.
As a monk's mobile warehouse, the Qiankun bag is the root of life for everyone, weapons, armor, magic weapons, elixirs, exercises, these things that can be used in the rivers and lakes are all in it, and they are handed over rashly, not only the loss of a large amount of personal assets, but more importantly, there will be no supplies next, if they are injured in the next journey, they will lose a lot of help, and now Xiao Ke asked them to hand it over, of course they are against it.
"The reason is very simple, your eldest brother is at fault, but the younger brother didn't stop it, then he is an accomplice, is there a problem?"
"Of course there is, you are relying on your swordsmanship to plunder us, and of course we will not give in. β
"The mouth is quite hard, but labor and management are in a good mood today, don't worry about you, friendly reminder, don't forget why you came, for the sake of the four Qiankun bags are a big deal, the gains outweigh the losses. β
"This ......" The deputy obviously knew what Xiao Ke's hint meant, they were here for the Blood Essence Stone, and the Blood Essence Stone was very consistent with the Blood Qi Technique they cultivated, and he couldn't help but hesitate for a while.
But soon, the deputy made a decision, untied his Qiankun bag and threw it to Xiao Ke, and the two younger brothers behind him also followed, it was a very humiliating thing to take off his equipment and give it to the opponent in exchange for peace without a fight, but the temptation of the blood essence stone was too great, and they had to do it.
After taking the bag, Xiao Ke did not fall to the ground to inspect it as before, but tied a knot, hung it around the monkey's neck, and then dragged the old man to the staircase.
The old man's resistance was very strong, and he wanted to break free of Xiao Ke's hand all the way, and in the end, Xiao Ke became impatient and said viciously: "Old guy, don't you feel uncomfortable, believe it or not, I killed you?"
In the face of Xiao Ke's threat, the old man's eyes lit up, and he said: "Uncle, I really just dump the dung bucket, why do you want to treat me like this A poor old man, let me go." β
"Now that I know that I was cowardly, I was not ambiguous at all when I deliberately hit the labor and management just now. β
"That's a mistake......"
"Misunderstanding your sister, you want to borrow my hand to help you kill those four stunned people? Dream! Obediently go with labor and management, you don't have to pour this dung bucket in the future, naturally someone will help you." β
The old man's mind was exposed, but he was generous, and he no longer pretended, straightened up, and said, "The old man is not used to being served......
"If you talk more, labor and management will definitely slaughter you. β
"Hehehe, I bet you wouldn't dare. The old man stroked his beard and squinted his eyes.
"I bet you're going to have a bloody disaster today!" Xiao Ke said that he would hit the old man's face, throwing away his only two front teeth, and then said: "Old fellow, don't think that no one can touch you if there is that broken stone, they are afraid of you, labor and management are not afraid, have you seen that fat man?"
Xiao Ke pulled the old man down the stairs, pointed to Li Gan who was mixed with four or five beautiful young girls, and said: "He is my senior brother and a pharmacist, if you dare to provoke labor and management again, I will let him give you a pair of medicines, spoil your blood, and then slaughter you, just say that you have swallowed the blood essence stone, and labor and management can also fall into a good name of killing demons and demons." β
The old man squinted, paddled his feet, glanced at Li Gan a few times, and then didn't dare to look up at Xiao Ke anymore, let him drag him all the way, went down the stairs, and walked to a crowded place, the old man suddenly asked: "What did you say you wanted, you killed the old man, and you will never be able to get that stone." β
"Kill you or not, I can't get it, hurry up, talk nonsense, I'll give you another slap and make a large handprint of symmetry. β
The old man covered his cheeks, which were swollen by Xiao Ke's slap, and walked forward aggrievedly, he knew that the young man in front of him didn't care about the stone at all, so he couldn't threaten the young man with a stone.
Walked to the backyard, went to the pit and poured the dung bucket, Xiao Ke scattered and checked, before taking the old man back, as soon as he entered the hall, Xiao Ke threw the old man to the side, here, the old man has no chance to play tricks at all, not to mention that all the people in the hall are monsters who treat the old man as Tang monk meat, nine times out of ten, there are also them, with them watching, absolutely safe.
As for the route from the upstairs to the pit, Xiao Ke also checked it all the way, first through a room, and then down the stairs through the overcrowded hall before he could reach the backyard, the only uninhabited place was the palm-sized place in the backyard, but just now, a shrewd monk had already formed a team to move a table to play dice, which was a full-method stalk without dead ends.