Chapter 37 Tian Boguang

A few days later, Wu Ji came to an unnamed mountain peak east of the town, next to the lair of a nest of bandits.

After a few days of inquiry, Wu Ji figured out the basic situation of this group of bandits.

This group of bandits is not big, there are only fifty or sixty people, but there are no old and weak, all of them are young and middle-aged, but except for the big boss with a little martial arts, the others are ordinary people.

In view of this situation, Wu Ji didn't even use poison, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, he gave them an assassination, with the ability of these bandits, as long as they didn't react and formed a siege posture against themselves, there was no danger at all, and the result was obvious.

"Congratulations to the host for exterminating a group of small bandits, increasing their reputation by 100, and rewarding the system with 5 merit points."

In this regard, Wu Ji couldn't help but pout, he was busy for most of the night, getting tired and bloody, but he only got 5 merit points, he was very dissatisfied, but the system would not compensate for your dissatisfaction, Wu Ji had to pinch his nose and admit it.

With the experience of exterminating this gang of bandits, the next thing is easy to do, from the small town all the way east, every place is convenient to inquire about the local bandits, bandits, and even for the rich and unkind, can not use poison, and it is not too dangerous, Wu Ji does not use, not reluctant, but first, Wu Ji does not want to let himself rely too much on poison, after all, using poison is just his sideline, martial arts is his main job, and secondly, actual combat is the best way to practice, it is inevitable that he will suffer losses in the future, and Wu Ji has to plan early.

In this way, along the way, Wu Ji exterminated three bandit dens, five bandit strongholds, and more than a dozen rich and unkind landlords, not only made great progress in martial arts, but also earned a lot of prestige and system merit points, and of course got his first nickname 'Wicked Sorrow'.

For this nickname, Wu Ji is very dissatisfied, and he also refuses, you say that you don't take any carefree son, forget about the righteous Bo Yuntian hero, how can you come to a gentleman's sword, and rain in time, I didn't expect to take a wicked person sorrow, even if it is a ghost sorrow, it is better than him, but unfortunately this nickname does not change at all with his hobbies.

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and when they become famous, trouble will naturally come, especially the nickname of the wicked, ** naked provocation of the wicked people in the rivers and lakes.

"Your Excellency has been following me for so long, can you show up?" Outside the city of Chengdu, Wu Ji, who turned the official road and turned into a secluded path, suddenly stopped, and said lightly to the empty behind him with an expressionless face.

"Hey, good boy, it's kind of interesting to be able to find grandpa and me." Behind a big tree, a young man about twenty years old walked out with a single knife.

"Who are you? Why follow me. Wu Ji raised his eyebrows, but the pupils of his eyes shrank, because he found that the skill of this stalker had reached the peak of the third rate.

"Hehe, you're the villain who is rumored to be in the outside world?" The young man did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Knowingly asked." Wu Ji frowned, and said impatiently, "If you have something to say, don't follow if you have nothing to do, so as not to cause misunderstanding, and it is not good for anyone." "Although Wu Ji is a little afraid of the third-rate peak cultivation of the comer, he can't be afraid of thinking of his third-level drug disciple.

"There's personality, I like it." The young man's eyes lit up when he heard this, "I heard that you are a wicked person, and I, Tian Boguang, am very unhappy."

"Tian Boguang?" Without waiting for Tian Boguang to finish speaking, Wu Ji cried out in surprise, he didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually Tian Boguang, who was walking alone, and couldn't help but ask with some doubts, "Tian Boguang, a flower thief?" ”

"Hmph, Lao Tzu's nickname is Wanli Lonely, but he is not a flower thief." Listening to Wu Ji's words, Tian Boguang's face suddenly relaxed, and he no longer trembled, "Lao Tzu is very dissatisfied with your nickname, today you will either change your name, or you will be better than the knife in my hand." ”

"In that case, let's give it a try." Wu Ji's eyes suddenly turned cold, his wrist shook slightly, and with a whoosh, a jade bottle, carrying a strong wind, smashed straight towards Tian Boguang.

"Insect carving skills." Seeing Wu Ji's obviously half-baked secret weapon technique, Tian Boguang pursed his lips without cutting it, and the single knife in his hand was gently raised.

Boom!

The jade bottle hit the blade of the knife, and it was instantly broken, and a thick white smoke spread out in an instant, enveloping Tian Boguang in it.

This is exactly the hundred-step ** cigarette that Wu Ji has recently refined.

From the small city at the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the current Chengdu, two or three months have passed unconsciously, although Wu Ji spends most of his time exterminating the bandits to earn prestige and merit points, but in his spare time, he is constantly refining poison, although he does not have to use it, but at least he must have it, and he must have it with him, and he may not know when it will become a trick to save his life.

After all, his cultivation is too low now, and there are too few means to save his life.

Sure enough, the foresight was reflected at this moment, if it weren't for Wu Jiqin's cultivation of poison arts, he would already be a third-level drug disciple, I am afraid that he would not even be able to run away when he met Tian Boguang today, after all, his nickname of traveling alone for thousands of miles is not enough.

"Boy, how dare you do it?" Tian Boguang saw the white smoke flying in the sky, and he knew that he was going to suffer, so he hurriedly held his breath, but unfortunately it was too late, and he only felt dizzy in his head.

"You're looking for death." Tian Boguang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he waved a single knife to "split Huashan" with a move, which was swift and brave and slashed towards Wu Ji's face.

Tian Boguang is good at fast knives, even before Ling Hu Chong practiced the Dugu Nine Swords, he couldn't take a few moves in his hands, although it is not as powerful as ten years later, but Wu Ji is not as good as Ling Hu Chong now, and at the moment of throwing out the jade bottle, his body retreated violently, widening the distance between him and Tian Boguang.

So although this knife was menacing, Wu Ji dodged it very calmly.

"Hmph." Seeing this scene, Tian Boguang snorted coldly, his feet moved, and the whole person ran towards Wu Ji with a slick of his wrist, and the single knife slashed and the skura emperor thief called the starling and the starling

Wu Ji couldn't avoid it, so he immediately calmed down, locked the river with an iron move, and protected himself.

Seeing this, Tian Boguang's eyes flashed without a trace, in fact, he didn't blame Tian Boguang for looking down on Wu Ji, mainly because he had never practiced other knife techniques at all except for a basic knife technique, although the basic knife technique had reached the realm of perfection, but it was still not enough in the eyes of Tian Boguang, a knife master.

Choke!

Two knives hit each other and splashed sparks!

Wu Ji only felt that a huge force was transmitted to his arm through the handle of the knife, so that his wrist was numb, and he almost couldn't hold the big knife and came out of his hand.