"Lingjian is a revolutionary invention, and since the discovery of Lingjian by mankind 1,100 years ago, the revival of mankind has become a foregone conclusion."

Thirty kilometers northwest of Sandstone City, in the wilderness gathering place, a middle-aged man wearing glasses was explaining to several young beautiful women.

These people are well-dressed, and their uniforms are uniform, with blue as the background color, with black patterns, a metal badge of a dragon head eagle on the left chest, and a white Lingjian gauntlet on the right arm.

These people stood at the edge of the gathering place with a proud face, looking at the scenery in the distance and explaining, as if they were very reluctant to stay here, and did not even want to take a second look at these lowly kind.

Not far away, behind the old psionic machinery, were three children in tattered clothes, dirty faces, and thin bodies.

The three children tried to hide their bodies behind the machine, revealing a pair of eyes. looked at those people with a look of fear, but there was longing in their eyes. I hope to hear as much as I can about the Spiritual Sense.

"Three damn wild children! How dare you be lazy! You're looking for a draw! At this time, an equally thin man with a bamboo whip ran over with a fierce face, raised the whip and whipped it at the three of them.

Ahhh

The three children were in pain and let out a scream.

The child's screams caused the middle-aged man's displeasure, so he slowly turned his head in disgust and said, "Cheap bastard, stop barking here, get out of here!" ”

"Yes! Be! The young man's face turned pale when he heard this, and then he lowered his head and shouted with a gloomy face, "Get back for me!" ”

The people around looked at the three children who followed the young man back to the house, and a trace of distress flashed on their faces.

Then, there was a low scream from the room, as if someone had covered their mouths.

The middle-aged man went on to explain, "The face has a heart, and the spirit has stimulated the power of the soul, so that we have a second body, a second powerful body, which is the soul image." Spiritual knowledge is the core of our fight against disaster. Because even if the soul statue is destroyed, the humans in it will not be harmed in any way. In this way, it provides a good guarantee for our talents. ”

The five students listened and looked down at the spirit book in their hands, their faces proud.

To be able to use the spirit to fight disasters is the goal of all young people.

"Stop! Stop me! Or I'll kill you!" In the house not far away, three children ran out of the house covered in blood. No matter how much the man threatened, how angry and angry, they didn't look back, because they knew. There is no hope of turning back.

The three children looked tired, but they ran out of the gathering place with determined eyes and rushed into the barren wilderness.

Huhuhu...

The sky was gloomy, and a somewhat cold wind was blowing.

The middle-aged man looked at the three running children, and his expression was full of disgust, "A mongrel is a mongrel, so don't defile my eyes." ”

As he spoke, a burst of light came from the gauntlet in his hand, and a delicate armor appeared.

It was a gray piece of armor with sturdy armor sticking to the body, and a wolf's head tattooed on the breastplate.

At the waist of the armor, there are two knives, one long and one short.

"Wow! Teacher! This is the most popular of the seven factions, the Wolf Sect Spirit! When the students saw it, they shouted excitedly.

A hint of pride flashed in the man's eyes, and then he pulled out the long knife made of light particles at his waist, and his body quickly disappeared.

Whir-hoo-hoo...

The wind blew stronger and stronger, gradually blowing up cracked sand and gravel in the ground.

Tortureblade narrowed his eyes as he looked at the three young figures in the wind and sand, and slowly clenched his fists.

Four and a half-meter-long light-grained wrist knives poked out of the two gauntlets, made of the same material as the middle-aged man's long knives.

"Kid?" Tortureblade thought as he looked at the young figure.

"Even if it's a child, it's supposed to be one of a man or a woman."

Tortureblade clenched his fists, ready to attack.

Before the old hunter died, he left ten hunter rules for the torture blade, one of which was.

"There are two kinds of people in the world that you don't believe, men and women." Tortureblade muttered, slowly raising his hand.

Swish!

A flash of light flashed, and the three figures in the wind and sand slowly fell to one another.

"Blood..." Torture Blade's dark eyes were faintly red.

At that moment, Tortureblade saw the remaining two figures fall in front of him.

They were two small bodies covered in bruises.

"Bastard, hurry up and die." The voice of a middle-aged man was heard in the wind and sand.

The torture blade crouched down, and the wrist knife was placed in front of the two children.

The two children stubbornly raised their heads, a pair of firm, hostile, yet resolute eyes on the torture blade.

"Kill me! You damned adults. The brown-haired child said hatefully.

The blade didn't move, and looked at the two children quietly.

An inexplicable throbbing passed from the eyes of the two children to his heart, reminding him of his original self.

"Kill me! You damn old hunter. A childish and wild voice sounded in his heart.

"Die!"

At this moment, a long knife like lightning slashed down from the sky.

Torture Blade raised his eyelids calmly, and the wrist knife in his left arm slowly stretched out.

Tsuh...

The light grain knife stopped at a centimeter distance from the boy's head.

The middle-aged man stared at the torture blade squatting on the ground with a gloomy face, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"A hunter."

Just four words, and then the back of the torture blade arched slightly, and his left arm directly picked up the middle-aged man's long knife.

Feeling such a terrifying power, the middle-aged man suddenly lost his body balance, and his face was shocked.

But his horror didn't last long.

Poof!

Torture Blade casually stood up and quickly raised his right hand. In the blink of an eye, the wrist knife stabbed through the middle-aged man's jaw and stabbed out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Bang!

The vital point was hit hard, and the soul statue of the middle-aged man collapsed directly.

The middle-aged man who had lost his soul image turned pale and knelt on the ground weakly.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man yelled in horror.

Torture Blade stepped forward over the two dazed-looking children, raised their wrist knives, and did not speak.

With the swing of the wrist knife, it seems that he is going to directly kill this man who has never been masked and does not even have any grievances.

"Damn! I can't die here! The middle-aged man roared, and his body turned into a meteor and disappeared into the sky.

The five students in the distance were already stupefied.

"That teacher whose strength has reached the "earth" is actually killing people in seconds? The five of them looked dumbfounded and muttered to themselves.

Tortureblade looked at the ground, where there was nothing, raised his hand and touched his metal horn, and blinked.

This is the first time he has seen such a situation.

"Run, run!" At this time, the five of them were like frightened ostriches, and they ran out of the gathering place frantically and towards the wilderness.

And the young man who chased and beat the three children just now didn't know where to hide at this time.

Putting away the wrist knife, Torture Blade looked down at the two children and asked, "How old are you?" ”

"Eight years old (seven)" the two children replied with a blank look.

Torture Blade thought for a moment, then took out two bloodstained spirit books from his backpack, handed them to the two children, and said, "There is revenge, there is resentment and complaining." ”

The two children looked at the torture blade with an incredulous expression, and instinctively took the spirit sword.

Torture didn't say much, and he didn't even look at the poor boy who had fallen to the ground and died. Turning away, he slowly disappeared into the wind and sand.

A day later, Tortureblade returned to Sandstone.

At this time, Torture Blade's heart was a little heavy, and he suddenly felt as if he was missing something.

For the first time since the old hunter's death, five years after his death, he felt that something was wrong.

"Am I missing something? Probably not, my hunting skills have surpassed the old hunters. I'm not missing anything anymore. ”

Thinking in his heart, Torture Blade's somewhat turbulent heart regained its composure again.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Torture Blade sensed that something was wrong, so he instantly activated the Spirit Sword.

"Cheap seed, you'd better not move." Also wearing a uniform with blue clothes and black stripes, three young men with gloomy expressions directly sandwiched the torture blade in the middle.

Torture Blade looked at the three people calmly, and there was no movement in his dark eyes.

"Come with us, if you don't want to die." Said the youth who took the lead.

Torture Blade slowly closed his scarred left eye, and there was still no expression on his slightly narrow face.

"The strength of the three of them is a ghost general, and it only takes two seconds to kill these three people." Tortureblade calculated in his heart.

Just as the torture blade clenched his fists, ready to move.

"Hey! Are you top students bullying people here again? A frivolous, arrogant voice came.

The three of them turned their faces and turned their heads to look at them.

"Fuck off! I don't care about you! "On the street, in front of a huge fat man, three big men with strong faces brutally pushed aside a few pedestrians who were in the way.

When the three of them saw the huge fat man, the tall young man who took the lead said with a smile, "Long time no see, Peel." ”

"Oh! It's Slav! You're too embarrassed to come back? "Huge fat man," Peel yelled.

Silla's face was not good, and he was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Peel, "You high-achieving students know how to bully this kind of cheap breed with no background. Today is Lao Tzu's birthday, let him go for me. ”

"No! He... The young man next to Sila was about to speak, but was stopped by Stretch's hand.

Then he glanced at Torture Blade with a gloomy face, and turned away with the two of them.

Peel said proudly at this time, "Your sister's taste is really good, and the kung fu in bed is really good, but it's a pity that you have to train it every time you go to her." ”

"Quack!"

When Sila heard this, she immediately clenched her hands into fists, her face was red, her forehead was bruised, and her whole body trembled.

Slowly stopped, his eyes were full of murderous intent and he roared, "You wait for me!" ”

"Tsk, you're still the same as before, as always." Peel yelled in disdain.

Peeers-by saw Pierre walk away.

As the only son of the Lord of Sandstone, Peel has been a bully in Sandstone for many years.

Tortureblade looked at the three departing men, then stepped forward, stared at Peel, and said, "I will repay you for your kindness." I can promise you one thing. ”

The seventh of the ten principles of the old hunter "The favor you have received must be repaid, and you should not be too involved with other people." ”

Peel looked at the silent slut condescendingly, and said with a smile, "What can you do as a waste?" ”

Torture Blade calmly replied, "Much more capable." ”

Peel looked up and swept his eyes around, then saw Frannie giving a speech in the distance.

So he said with a **** face, "Since you are a lot more capable, then arrest this woman into my house tonight." ”

Tortureblade glanced at Farney, then asked, "Where's your home?" ”

Peel pointed to the highest castle in the east and said, "There, you can say it's my friend then." ”

Tortureblade nodded, and turned to walk towards Frannie.