Jie Scar followed the direction of the Yellow Turban and the monkey and came to a hill. In the distance, I saw a building halfway up the mountain, and I climbed the hill.

There is a village halfway up the mountain, and the boss of the village calls this hill Longhu Mountain, and the village is therefore called Longhu Village.

The dragon and tiger village is not big, it looks very simple, there are mountain walls on both sides, the other two sides are fences, or the kind of fence for pigs, there are several houses in the village, one places goods and grain, three sleeps, a lobby, one cooks and eats, and there is a martial arts training ground in the middle.

Outside the fence of Longhu Village, there are three iron cages, in which two men are imprisoned, and the cages are stained with blood, which makes the scars that come here shocking.

The scar with the sword box on his back trembled slightly.

Jie felt like he was in hell!

One sentence came to mind in Jie Ke's mind, "Sometimes the truth doesn't work."

"How many other hurtful things have they done" Jie Zhen only now understood the conversation between the Yellow Turban and the monkey and the headcatcher.

He imagined that there were two men and a woman at that intersection, wanting to buy something to quench their thirst and hunger, but they stepped into the abyss.

Next to the iron cage, there is also a pigsty, looking at the blood stains on the iron cage, and then looking at the pigsty, Jie Zhen didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

What Jie Scar feared was thinking was going to happen, but it seemed very likely that it had happened.

"What should I do" In the white paper-like world of Jieji, black spots appeared, which made Jieji's mood unstable, and was eroded by black spots little by little.

At the same time, a black sword shook with thousands of feet, and black strips stretched out from the black sword, trying to assimilate the inner world of Jieji.

The white stripes revived, and the 100,000 voids shook invisibly, suppressing the black sword, causing the black stripes to dissipate, and the black sword was quiet again.

The white lines emit a clear light, reflecting from the eyes of the scar, and also shining on the whole part of the scar's body, so that the scar can stabilize and the mood of the scar.

Jie Zhen came back to his senses, and before he knew it, the original heart sword was already in his hand.

Now, there is no longer external interference, the original sword is in the hand, whether the sword is collected or the sword is released, it all depends on the thought of the sword by the sword.

"The world has become dark because of you, and what you have done is inhumane, and people and gods are angry, so die. "Jie Jie chooses, out of the sword!

Jie Zhen walked into the Dragon and Tiger Village, the road was narrow, and he met a monkey head-on, the latter held a wine jar, his face was full of joy, and when he saw Jie Zhen, he fell from the sky to the ground all of a sudden, and his face changed greatly.

Jieji's face looked a little indifferent, the monkey was not good in secret, and wanted to escape, but Jiechen's sword was faster, a sword slashed through the monkey's neck, the sword passed, the head and body separated, the wine jar fell to the ground, and the whole village was alarmed.

"Monkey, are you a stupid pig? Tell you to get a wine jar, and you'll have a problem. The head of Longhu Village walked out of the lobby and cursed, but when he saw the monkey with his head and body separated, he couldn't speak.

The master of Longhu Village has the realm cultivation of the Dark Movement Level, and his body size is really more than a pig, full of fat, and he trembles when he walks.

"Someone, escort and escort. The fat pig master shouted. As the fat pig shouted, all the people in the Dragon and Tiger Village rushed out of the house and gathered in the middle of the Dragon and Tiger Village, with a total of seventeen people.

The Yellow Turban was also among them, and when he saw the Jie Scar and the dead monkey, he felt very bad, and he was resigned and wanted to leave, but his intuition told the Yellow Turban that the Jie Scar was very smiling at the moment.

The fat pig disagreed, thinking that there were many people and that it was easy to clean up the scars, but he was just a hairy boy who wanted to do chivalry with his blood, but he didn't have any real skills.

"Go up, take him alive, and slowly cut off his hands and feet and feed him to the pigs. Fat Pig's words made Jie Ji confirm what he thought.

Two people rushed to the southeast and east and west of the scar, and the scar used the source power to shoot out two swords, and the four people were cut in half by the waist.

The sword came out and then retracted, and a drop of water fell from the sky, followed by countless drops, and it rained.

Misty drizzle, fast and thin.

On the way, Chen Zhukuai was not in a hurry, drenched in drizzle, slowly.

Dragon and Tiger Village, rain, blood, the atmosphere is tense.

Jie Ji looked at the fat pig and pointed at the past, the next person to be killed, it couldn't be more obvious.

The fat pig was frightened and shouted for protection, but no one moved, and protection and death were two different things.

Although the fat pig is huge, it is extremely flexible, and it dodges a sword, but the Jie Mark kicks out, kicking the ball like a ball.

Behind Jieji, the Yellow Turban led the rest of the bandits and pounced on Jiechen. Behind the scar, the Kunpeng wings condensed out, and the golden feathers on the bright light wings stood up and shot backwards.

The golden feather arrows flew and shot through the Yellow Turban and the others, falling one by one, and blood flowed out. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the ground is bloody and rainy.

"Young man, spare your life, don't kill me" The fat pig knelt in front of Jiechen and begged for mercy.

"Your presence has made the world dark, and you can only die. Jie Ji slashed down with a sword, cutting off the head of the fat pig, and at the same time, Chen Zhutou arrived.

Dressed in a headcatcher suit, with a belt and a knife, Chen Zhutou looked at the scars in the pool of blood, as if facing a great enemy.

Jie Ji turned around and faced Chen Zhutou, the blood on the original sword was washed by the rain, and the sword surface was like a mirror, reflecting the figure of Chen Zhutou.

Chen Zhutou knew that he couldn't dodge, so he pulled out the head-catching knife. Cause and effect have retribution, Chen Zhutou knew that one day, someone would come to take his dog's life, but whether he could achieve it or not depended on his ability.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the battle was about to break out.

Jie Marks, the Seventh Order of Meditation, Chen Catching Head, Quasi-Cangsheng Realm.