Fang Fan and Li Yang walked in the forest talking and laughing.

This time, the two of them harvested more than a dozen beast souls, and there was an unexpected harvest - a soul costume.

For this soul suit, I was originally going to go back and find a finger tiger to try.

But after killing a big cat, Fang Fan had a whim, if the canine teeth of this big cat were taken off, would it be considered a tiger?

In the end, after some tossing, the soul bead disappeared, and what appeared in front of Fang Fan was a sharp claw!

Bony three-edged, with handles, there is a feeling of Uncle Wolf when held.

"Whew! Swish! ”

Holding his paws and drinking lightly in his mouth, Fang Fan was like a new toy.

I want to cross everything I see.

"Li Yang, how is it, handsome." Raised the claw blade, gestured twice in the air, and said to Li Yang proudly.

"The weapon is okay, it's just a little worse, a little unworthy." Li Yang commented matter-of-factly.

"Cut, jealousy." Fang Fan pursed his lips, turned his hand and turned the claw blade upside down, sticking it to his forearm.

The claw blade of about thirty centimeters is placed, which is a little unaccustomed, but it is not in the way, and it will be fine in a few days.

"Fang Fan, will you change jobs when you go back?"

"Well, let's transfer them first, and when we organize a team, we can go to the cafeteria, and it's convenient to continue hunting mutant beasts."

"Huh? Aren't you changing jobs? Li Yang asked in surprise.

"No, I want to transfer directly to a heavy armor soldier, anyway, I have the exercises now, and in terms of strength, you may not be as high as me if you change jobs." Fang Fan said casually.

"Also, your exercises are cultivated quickly, ahhhh Li Yang said frantically, and suddenly, he thought of something and said.

"Eh, can I practice your exercises?"

"I haven't thought about it, I don't know." Fang Fan frowned and said, "The exercises in my mind are just a few true form diagrams, and I cultivate them according to the artistic conception above.

But I really don't know how to say this kind of thing.

Forget it, let's go back and try it later. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it."

The two of them quickly shuttled through the forest, getting closer and closer to the village.

Suddenly, Fang Fan's nose sniffed slightly.

"I seem to have asked a strong smell of blood?" Fang Fan said suspiciously.

"The smell of blood? It's probably the mutant beast you killed before, don't smell it, go back quickly. Li Yang said casually.

"No, such a strong smell of blood is not something that a mutant beast can emit.

And this is preceded by ......"

"Village!"

Fang Fan and Li Yang glanced at each other and said in unison.

In an instant, the faces of the two changed greatly, and without saying a word, they rushed directly towards Ning'an Village at full speed.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell of blood, and you can faintly hear the cry of despair!

Rushing out of the forest, Fang Fan saw a man dressed in tattered linen cloth with a thin face holding a hoe high and smashing it on Zheng Yu's head.

"Zheng Yu!"

And at this time, Fang Fan saw the situation here clearly.

There was a river of blood on the ground, and corpses were lying in pools of blood, and there were even some body parts.

There, bandits with blood-stained faces rushed towards their classmates with a sinister smile.

"Li Yang, take the beast soul, go, rush to the market and take people to change jobs, I'll hold it off first, go quickly!" grabbed Li Yang, who was red and angry, and said quickly.

Li Yang was stunned, glanced at the murderer and thief hatefully, and walked around without looking back.

Hurry, hurry, hurry! Hurry up and bring someone to change jobs, and come back soon!

Seeing him go away, Fang Fan took the initiative to meet the bandits who rushed over.

As soon as he stepped on his foot, he lowered his body and lunged, and he crossed the distance in an instant, and he didn't know when, the claw blade that was upside down on his right hand was already in his hands.

Burst!

Before the sinister smile on the thief's face could be dispersed, his heart was ruthlessly pierced, and life passed like a landslide.

Pulling the claw blade away, it brought out a few fragments of the heart, passed him, and continued to rush forward.

His face was cold, and he didn't show any expression, like frost!

Burst!

Swish!

Leaving behind a few corpses, Fang Fan rushed towards the bearded man who was killing in the crowd.

A hundred meters apart, but in front of Fang Fan, it only took a few seconds to cross.

The bandits on the way had also been killed by Fang Fan's phantom-like claws.

"Interesting!" The bearded man had long been paying attention to this, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, regardless of a person behind him who was in a hurry to dodge, he directly slashed down towards Fang Fan.

Looking at the swift broadsword, Fang Fan's pupils shrank, and he threw the claw blade towards his left hand.

Boom!

Fang Fan felt his hands tingle for a while, and he almost didn't hold the claw blade.

And at this time, the bearded man smiled and stabbed again.

Fang Fan didn't care about anything, he rolled lazily, and the claw blade in his hand was directly attacking him in three ways.

"Humph!"

Boom!

Boom!

This attack failed to succeed, Fang Fan could only take it back and wait for another opportunity.

Seeing Fang Fan dodging, the smile on the bearded man's face became more and more hideous, and he stabbed one after another, hitting Fang Fan breathlessly.

Fang Fan's parry became more and more difficult, his arms were numb, they were already red, and he was about to lose his grip on the claw blade.

Fang Fan's eyes were cold, and he slashed diagonally again, not doing anything, not stopping, directly ruthless, and rushed towards the bearded man's arms.

Inch long and inch risk, put death in the afterlife.

But this bandit leader is so experienced, he directly slashed and forced him back, aggressive.

Whew, whew, whew.

Fang Fan gasped for breath in his mouth, parrying became more and more embarrassed, more and more dangerous, he had not been able to avoid it more than once, and made a few cuts on his body, constantly bubbling blood, staining Fang Fan's body scarlet.

It's like being stuck in a nausea cycle, parrying is getting harder and harder, the more you dodge, the more you hurt, and the more you hurt, the harder it is to dodge.

The only thing that can be congratulated is that Fang Fan's skin practice has been effective at the beginning, and the skin is as hard as cowhide, so that Fang Fan's injury is actually not as serious as it seems.

The bearded man's eyes flashed with banter, and the situation behind him was initially under control, and he could have a good time.

Quickly approach, one move to split Huashan!

The big knife led gusts of wind and slashed down, and Fang Fan could only forcibly parry.

Boom!

The arm couldn't hold it anymore, the claw blade flew out, and Fang Fan also rolled around on the ground before barely avoiding it.

Just wanted to pick it up, the beard was cut off with a knife, and Fang Fan had no choice but to dodge.

The bearded man licked his lips excitedly and said with interest.

"It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting one, it's a pity, it's a pity that we've already hated us next, and we can't keep you, it's a pity."

said that it was a pity, but there was no expression of pity on his face.

"Listen, boy, I'm going to cut off your right arm!"

After saying that, it fell with a swift sword!

Brush!

Fang Fan dodged quickly, but he didn't know why, the beard's movements were much faster, he couldn't dodge, and his skin as hard as cowhide was cut out of a bloody hole, and red blood gushed out, and he hurriedly covered it.

"Left leg!"

Swish!

Another bloody wound.

Fang Fan was silent, his face cold and dodged.

"Face! Hahahaha. ”

The bearded man smiled sinisterly.

Swish!

The tip of the knife slashed across Fang Fan's face, leaving Fang Fan with a hideous scar.

"Left hand!"

Fang Fan finally couldn't help it anymore and scolded.

"Left hand, your sister! Left hand, your uncle! ”

The bearded man smiled even more.

"Laugh at your sister, piercing!"

Five or six spears, sharp edge!!

The bearded man couldn't laugh anymore.