Chapter 153: The Art of Killing

Walking into the cave, Dongfang Yingfeng walked up to the two principals in the puzzled eyes of everyone and said: "I came to save you, but the other party has a large number of people, more than 400 people! So I let you go, but don't go out yet, after I have solved some of the people, you wait for my news, and then kill them!"

"You're alone, do you want us to help?" The two principals were naturally happy when they saw someone coming to the rescue. It's just that there is only one person on the other side, and the drum is beating in my heart, can this guy do it?

"How can you help? If you really have the ability, you won't be surrounded by people at the post station, and two hundred people will be drunk if they are captured!" Dongfang Windward sneered.

Hearing the words of Dongfang Windward, those mercenaries and servants all turned red. They just eat with their mouths, and if they really work hard, who will hire them! Although they have a theory, but after all, the other party is here to rescue, and if the other party pats his ass and leaves, then they will really be desperate! This kind of chivalrous warrior is rare, this time the lucky other party saw it, and if he missed this village, there would be no such shop

No matter how helpless they are, even if they are despised, these are nothing compared to life! Even if the more than 200 people are angry in their hearts, they do not have any voice of opposition. It's a matter of life and death, as long as there is still reason, you know what to do, and you know what to do at this time.

Dongfang Yingfeng nodded with satisfaction, although these people are weak, they are not stupid. Back outside the cave again, looking at the two guards who seemed to be drunk, Dongfang Windward felt that he was too artistic. The appearance of these two people really looks like they are drunk, and it is difficult for outsiders to see it, especially since it is as calm as ever!

At this time, most of the gathering of more than 300 people had already left, and some of the people who were greedy for cups in the remaining places were even drunk under the table. In the wooden house not far away, there was a faint sound of glamour in the cave.

Extravagance and pleasure are the truest portrayals of these bandits, and their lives seem to be fighting for this.

The figure of Dongfang Windward appeared in a wooden house near him, which was simply furnished, except for a bed and a wooden table and a few wooden stools. At this time, a sturdy middle-aged bandit on the bed was lying on the bed almost naked, and the dull snoring was a little disturbing to the people.

Dongfang Yingfeng walked up to him and looked at the bandit who was immersed in his sleep and was still showing a lewd/smile, and looked at the saliva on the corner of his mouth and felt a chill. This reminds him of a very apt name, the thief!

As soon as the mind moved, Han Yun appeared in his hand. The room suddenly felt a coolness. The bandit muttered in a daze, and dimly saw a figure standing in front of the bed.

Just as he was about to scream, he felt a cold light pass through his neck, and he felt it clearly

I felt that I couldn't say anything with my mouth open. The cool feeling coming from the neck was followed by a sharp pain after a burst of coolness. He looked at the black-robed young man in front of him with a frightened face, and still stared at Dongfang Yingfeng with unwillingness to die.

Dongfang Windward looked at the cold rhyme of dripping blood, the life of ordinary people is so fragile, and he understood it when he cut his trachea. Even a serious injury to any vital organ in the body can cost life. If you don't practice, you will slaughter people's ears!

For these bandits, Dongfang Windward has no regrets. Originally, he was not a bad and good person, and he was very dissatisfied when he encountered or heard about injustices before, and he wanted to beat up those who did evil. Now he has the ability to fight grievances, and there are no strict laws here.

After several murderous experiences, Dongfang Yingfeng was even a little excited when he did these things! This made him feel that he was a little perverted in his heart, but he really followed the truest thoughts in his heart! Maybe everyone has a violent side, but some people endure it, and some people have not yet been discovered.

Whether it was the Lingzhu I knew at the beginning or the later Zhang Li, Uncle Kun, or Quan Yan, or even the other members of the blade. They are all the kind of people who say that they are ruthless when they do it, even if Zhang Li is a warm-hearted guy who is willing to help others, he is like killing people like mowing grass when he is really fighting!

Subtly, Dongfang Yingfeng himself feels that this world is like this, the weak eat the strong. If you don't kill the enemy, they will walk on your corpse, even against those behind you!

Shuttling through the wooden houses, the east windward ended the lives of more than 100 people in just a quarter of an hour. Even if he no longer felt guilty, it still made him feel sleepy. It's a little disgusting to kill!

Saving people and killing people, for many people, it is actually easier to kill people, but saving people is more satisfying. If you are not a murderer, killing more than 100 people at one time will still cause a great burden on your psyche.

Fortunately, he acted vigorously and decisively ended the lives of every bandit, and the scene was not so bloody, otherwise Dongfang Yingfeng was really afraid that he would not be able to hold on. At this moment, he finally sensed the benefits of the powerful divine soul!

And why is it that the mainland consensus is that ordinary battles will not be inspired to the level of the Divine Soul, and the Divine Soul attack is also the last resort. At all times, especially when facing a strong opponent, the tenacity of the spirit is so important. If you don't hold out for a minute, you may seize the opportunity to kill the enemy in an instant! On the contrary, if you have a flawed spirit, it is very likely that you will collapse before the opponent has any power!

Bypassing all the rooms with sounds, the east winds the lives of one reaper bandit after another. After more than 20 minutes of silence, the entire bandit nest was finally alarmed.

"Someone

Break into the village and search for the murderer immediately!" A loud shout spread throughout the cottage, shaking over the bandits' nest.

Dongfang Windward had just stepped into a cave, and the alarm had already alarmed the people in the cave. The man was heading out of the cave with his saber and saw a tall figure blocking the doorway. In the dim cave, this person could not see the appearance of the eastward wind. However, this person is also calm, and his face is not shocked.

"Aren't you running?"

"Why do you want to run, I'm here to save people!" Dongfang Yingfeng smiled.

"But we've already noticed it, how can you save people alone!"

Dongfang Yingfeng was surprised, the ordinary bandits either scolded and scolded and started early, or knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, this guy was still in the mood to chat with him, did he want to delay time?

"Brother, don't be alarmed. It seems that they are no ordinary bandits. ”

"Hehe, bandits? Maybe, after all, I'm also the second commander of the cottage now!"

"Perhaps, brother, you thought too much, when you joined this group, you were already there. It doesn't exist or can't be, you are!" Dongfang Yingfeng was angry when he heard it, and you still wanted to bleach yourself when you stepped on the horse.

The man looked at the east and fluttered excitedly, and then said: "Actually, I was the commander of the emperor ** team before, do you believe it?"

Dongfang Yingfeng laughed when he heard this, this guy is really funny. In the army of the empire, the commander is already a veritable commander of ten thousand people, what kind of treatment is that? bandits, what kind of treatment is it, there is a world of difference, are you teasing me!

"I know you don't believe it, and maybe no one will!" the Second Commander murmured. After saying that, draw your saber and let's fight!

Dongfang Yingfeng looked at this second commander strangely, this guy can't really be an official army. But now is not the time for nonsense, saving people is important. The cold rhyme in the dim cave emitted a bright cold glow, illuminating the entire cave.

The corners of the Second Commander's eyes twitched, and he felt a biting chill. The army that once served in the empire is naturally much more knowledgeable than ordinary people. He keenly felt that this sword was definitely a divine weapon, not even inferior to his own general's sword!

He had the privilege of coming into close contact with the Great General Heavenly Wind Saint Martial once at close range, and his supreme demeanor was engraved in his heart ever since. It was a majestic figure, as if it had the courage to be unstoppable, and the three-foot green blade in his hand illuminated the sky, making people feel a fiery burning from afar.

Although the sword in front of him was slightly inferior, it also gave me fear. Even if the difference is not too far, and how does he know that this is just Dongfang Yingfeng's initial refining of Han Yun, otherwise just the sword qi would have crushed him.