Chapter 682: A Knife

Baleson Butcher is about to fight back... Poof!

The sound of flesh and blood separation, a human head flew into the sky.

Three Swords of Blood Cloud!

Fang Zheng withdrew the knife and looked at the headless body of the Baleson butcher, everything was quiet.

There was no noise in my ears.

"Idiot!"

"Without a head, I don't believe you can be reborn with a broken head!"

There is no real meaning of an immortal body in this world.

Even the gods of mythology are dead, let alone mere mortals.

The so-called immortality is only relative.

Bang!

The headless corpse of the butcher of Bareson fell straight to the ground, blood gushing out from the broken neck like a fountain, and soon formed a pool of blood under him.

The surroundings were silent for a while, and the people who were originally watching the excitement wanted to see what kind of courage the Asian yellow-skinned guy had to challenge the Bareson butcher, who was nicknamed the Nordic butcher... But the only thing they didn't expect was that the battle ended so quickly, and they actually dismembered the body of the Baleson butcher with an immortal body with a single sword!

Without a single knife, he cut off the head of the Baleson butcher.

Fang Zheng's knife angle just now was too weird, completely breaking the limit of human movement, they thought about it carefully, if they stood in the perspective of the Baleson butcher, they might not be able to make a timely and effective blocking action to block the opponent's strange knife angle.

But the reason for the real defeat of the Bareson butcher is not here!

It's because not many people can see the speed of the knife!

They seemed to have an illusion that the speed of this Asian man's knife seemed to have increased suddenly, which was the reason why the Bareson butcher couldn't react and was stabbed in seconds.

Fang Zheng's tone was cold: "With your little ability, you dare to call a butcher!"

Special Aura +1.

The onlookers around subconsciously frowned in the face of the sudden emergence of Fangzheng.

Everyone present did not expect that the butcher of Baleson would die so quickly.

Founder will win so easily.

The strange angle of the knife and the sudden increase in the speed of the knife doubled the way of the Bareson butcher's retreat.

Founder brought them a threat.

Fangzheng's battle can be regarded as a battle to become famous.

......

Fang Zheng looked around at the people around him, he saw that these people were just watching, and he didn't mean to make a move, and he didn't put his mind on these people anymore.

He looked down at the wrong silver knife in his hand.

"It seems that we have to find another hundred-year-old ghost thing as soon as possible to restore the exclusive combat skill on the wrong silver sword......

Just now, the reason why Fang Zheng's knife speed was increased by a cut was because he decisively used the exclusive combat skill on the wrong silver knife.

Instant burst speed!

Although the speed of this instantaneous explosion is very weak, less than three percent, the tricks between masters are already a millimeter difference!

What's more, Fangzheng has never fallen behind in practicing martial arts, and his own strength cannot be underestimated.

Speed is power! Even an ordinary piece of paper can cut through hard steel at a certain speed!

And at this moment, if you want to say that the mood contrast is the most contrasting, there is none other than the three of Reed, the three of them stood in place with blue noses and swollen faces, and they didn't dare to move, dumbfounded.

They still can't believe what a horrible scene they saw!

The captain who brought them terrifying psychological pressure was actually stabbed in seconds?

One moment they were pleasantly surprised, thinking that the captain could avenge them, but the next moment, when they saw that the captain was dead, they were killed alive in front of them, and the lips and cheeks of the three were pale with fright.

At this time, seeing that the butcher of Baleson had been killed, the other subordinates had already scattered as birds and beasts, but the three of them, with cold hands and feet, did not dare to have the idea of escaping in place.

Because they sensed that there was an awe-inspiring aura that had been firmly locked on them.

They are locked by the square qi engine!

They can't run anywhere!

"You three, come here. Fang Zheng walked into the room to check the injuries on the body of Haina and the others, and before entering the house, he said coldly to the three of Reed.

The trio with a blue nose and swollen face were full of bitterness, and the expression on their faces was more ugly than crying, and they trembled and re-entered the room.

"From today on, the three of you are now my captives, and the captives should have the consciousness of being captives, and for the rest of the time, the three of you will be responsible for taking care of their food and daily life. "Fang Zheng has checked the injuries on several people in Haina, they are all skin and flesh injuries that are very scary to look at the skin and flesh, and the aura in the blessed land is rich and mellow, and it can be improved after a period of recuperation.

Next, Fang Zheng asked Haina and them to stay and recuperate, and everything will be said when their injuries are more stable, he has some questions to ask them.

......

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually sprinkled this peaceful and peaceful ghost village on the surface.

A day passed, no one came to find trouble with Fangzheng, and Fangzheng occupied the magpie's nest unharmed.

The reason why Fang Zheng took the risk to save a few people in Haina this time was that in addition to saving people, he also wanted to take the initiative to stifle the threat, and at the same time establish his authority in the blessed land.

Liwei's purpose is twofold.

The first is to avoid some unnecessary troubles in the future.

The second is that what he lacks most now is information about this village, and useful information is in the hands of major forces. That's why he wants to use this brutal way to get in touch with the high-level of the major forces as soon as possible, so as to get more information.

In this day, he did not take the initiative to contact the high-level of the major forces, his purpose of showing his strength has been achieved, in order to find a way into the mountain, I believe that it will not be long before these forces will join forces to cooperate once.

And he just had to wait.

If the major forces want to join forces, they will definitely look for all the forces that can join forces, increasing the probability of finding a way into the mountain.

In the evening.

One of the trio looked for Shang Zheng, not daring to look up at Fang Zheng, saying that Haina's injuries had stabilized, and Haina and they wanted to see him.

Fang Zheng remembered this person, it seemed to be called Oliver.

When Fang Zheng followed Oliver into the house, he saw Heina, Laila, Dark Witch Chanon and several others struggling to get up from the bed, so that the wound was involved, the wound cracked, and the simple bandage cut into strips of cloth quickly stained red with blood.

But they still insisted on standing up, and made a very solemn salute to Fang Zheng, one after another, Fang Zheng had rescued them twice, but they seemed to be dragging down, and they couldn't help Fang Zheng with anything, they could only express their gratitude and gratitude with practical actions.

After finally calming the emotions of Haina and several people, Fang Zheng began to ask Haina how they escaped the cannibalistic lake, the barren mountains and abandoned temples, and how they were captured in the end?

What about others?

There were so many people who entered the blessed land at the beginning, why were there only a few of them left, and there were less than a dozen of them.