The tavern in the wasteland has always been such a feature, a word of disagreement, direct war, there are no rules and laws here, some are just basic primitive, the big fist is the elder brother, and the newcomer should be bullied as a matter of course.

Everyone will judge the strength of the opponent according to their own experience, such a newcomer, who can't adapt to the twisted rules of this world at all, on the surface, it seems that he has been able to walk and breathe on his own, but, in fact, it's still far away, at least before the shot, the big man thinks so.

But ideas are just thoughts, and sometimes, experience can become a mistake and bring you terrible consequences.

Inside the tavern, there was a sudden flash of light, and a long knife was pulled out of its scabbard, revealing its mirror-like blade in the turbid air, and then facing the big hand that came at it. Da Ming never dreamed that there would be such a situation, in this chaotic field, you don't say that it is a complicated action of swinging and chopping, just pulling the knife out of the scabbard, it is a huge risk, you think that the knife drawing action is very light, and Kenneng is to stretch your neck to let the knife cut, in the case of uncertainty, all the people in this room dare not try it easily.

And this young man not only pulled out the knife, but also made a smooth slashing action, which is the best interpretation of the mastery of the rules here. It's a pity that Da Ming didn't have time to regret it, his palm met the blade, and he didn't even feel pain, just a cold, and his arm and palm were already separated.

After cutting off the hand drawn by the big man, the young man did not mean to stop, the long knife circled, and it was another flash, which lit up in the tavern, but this time the target was not the arm, but ran to the throat of the big man, and the light knife swung horizontally, using the part of the most kinetic energy of the tip of the knife, lightly slashed through the neck of the big man, and with the appearance of a blood line, the goal was obviously achieved.

Unexpectedly, there was no blood that was spurted out, and only some blood came out of the severed arms and neck, but apparently, this was enough, and the big man fell under the table, and he didn't move.

The young man was obviously very satisfied with his hand, the long knife turned in a circle, returned to the scabbard, and then looked coldly at the group of people who came up, the big man fell, and the remaining four or five people were basically retreating, only a small man, who roared angrily, took out the dagger from his arms, and pounced.

The young man was obviously a little surprised, Da Ming is such a goods, he can actually have a brother who works hard for himself, but this kind of accident lasted for less than a second, and the long knife was unsheathed again, still a perfect arc, still with the tip of the knife across the neck, there was still no bloodshed, and another guy fell, and the dagger used to block did not play any role at all, and was cut off in two.

The dagger was cut off, obviously more shocking than killing two people in a row, in this kind of field, if it is not a very special material, then there is only one explanation, that is, this person has been able to cover his weapon with his own aura, so there will be a knife and two sections, the situation of cutting the dagger, no matter which case it is, the reality is that this big guy is completely unprovoked by the people of the whole town, if he really starts a fire, the people in this tavern are not enough for him to cut for a few minutes, even if the old man is present now, It's all useless.

The tavern went from being extremely noisy to extremely quiet, and it only took a moment for all the old fritters to gain a foothold here, and they already knew who they could and couldn't mess with. The impulse of the big man brought the entire town to a passive position.

At this time, the curtain in the back kitchen was lifted, and the fat man who had just begun to serve the broth to the young man came out, only to see him holding a rag, cleaning up the young man's table with his hands and feet, and then wiping the little blood stains on the ground, and his mouth was always smacking, "Hey, it's a pity." Then he raised his head and shouted at the group of people who were watching, "What else are you looking at, are they all dead?" Hurry up and carry me to the back while it is fresh, the old rule, one bowl of soup per person. The few people he named quickly picked up the big man Ming and his brother on the ground and sent them to the back kitchen. I didn't even pull down the hand on the ground, and sent it into the kitchen in one go.

The fat man wiped the blood and pushed the bowl on the table towards the young man, "Eat, don't worry, there is no mess of meat here, it is all beasts that the old man and they beat back from outside."

The young man nodded and said to the fat man, "I haven't broken the rules," the fat man smiled, "The rule in the town is that you can't kill people in the tavern, but if you come, this rule can be changed, after all, no one here can beat you, so what you say is what you say." The young man said, "I didn't want to kill anyone, but these people always wanted to kill me, so there was no way," the fat man said, "No way, the big man always thinks that he is a piece of material, but he doesn't have the ability to go out hunting, so he can only see the opportunity and bully the newcomer, but this time he kicked the iron plate, he did it himself, and he can't complain about others, but now you don't have to worry, the whole town already knows that you are a ruthless person." There will definitely be no one to provoke it. As he spoke, he pushed the flask and bowl again, "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, it's not good if these things are cold, and after eating, the old man will have something to do with you." ”

The young man nodded, took the flask, and began to eat and drink with the broth, and the atmosphere in the tavern came alive again, and the noise rang out, as if nothing had just happened.

As soon as this sip of wine was drunk, the young man was shocked, only to feel a line of fire, straight down his throat, and then exploded in his body, and then slowly dispersed into the limbs and bones, it was this small sip of wine, it shook his body, and the aura began to be able to operate, it seems that here, this old clothes are very rare things, as long as you eat it, you can improve your cultivation, and the most important thing is that you can let your aura start circulating again, so that some of your own means can be used.

The young man ate some meat again, and this time the feeling was clearer, and the aura was pushed by some kind of force, and it spun around his body at an accelerated pace. The young man seemed to have some understanding, and quietly stretched out a finger, only to see a small blue flame burning on an elongated claw armor.