Chapter 3: The Blade of the Wind, the Sword Slashes Without a Trace!

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"One hundred!" Wu Jian put the sword back into the scabbard and said. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 info "It's been a month, killing a hundred, it's not bad!" "If someone hears Wu Jian's self-talk here, he will definitely be scorched by Lei's outside and inside, a month? Kill a hundred zombies? A hundred heads is indeed not too much, no less, but you are a good person?

At this time, a bunch of people came at the intersection of the alley in this dead end. Wu Jian immediately spotted the team, covered his head in his cloak and whispered to the group, "Who are you?" "There are five people in this team, and all of them are tall and rough men. One of the chiefs was the most ferocious in the middle and said, "Hand over the food!" Then, you're ready to roll. ”

"Huh! I don't have food. Wu Jian still calmly returned. Wu Jian did not have food, and he had lived without a meal this month. Because, he has been looking for an opportunity to hunt some zombies hiding in the dark. The big man at the head looked Wu Jian up and down with his eyes for a while, and saw that he was wearing a black cloak covering his whole body and his face, which gave people a very mysterious feeling. But all over the body, there is a sword stuck in the left waist, and other than that, there is really nothing of value, let alone food.

At this time, the five big men, the eldest of them were the most oily, and their faces were full of oil. In the past three months in the last days, his face was full of oil, and his body was still fat, except for the strong people, but looking at him, Wu Jian did not feel that he had a little bit of ability, including these five people. That's nothing more than .....

The fat man standing to the right of the man at the head said evilly, "You don't have food? Then leave your flesh behind! Hey, hey, hey! The fat man turned his head to the leader man and said, "Hehe, big brother, let's go up!?" "Little brother, don't resist, we will end your suffering soon! Hahaha! Brethren, come on! ”

Wu Jian had been observing just now, and he had already determined that they were all ordinary people, and the guns had long been useless, as early as a week after the end of the world. "So, is there still a threat?" Wu Jian sneered, slowly put his right hand on the scabbard of his left waist, and lowered his head to wait for their attack.

Under the shouting of the leader man, the four big men all launched a charge against Wu Jian at the same time, snatching human flesh. Looking at their fierce posture, the horse chopping knives that have long been dyed dark red are extremely bloody, as if they can cut people under the horse with one move. Wu Jian saw the four of them rushing over, and did not beg for mercy, or say anything. Just quietly waiting for them at this distance of more than 100 meters.

More than 100 meters, these four big men silently and showed a murderous face, all of them took heavy steps, at this time they did not hurry to approach Wu Jian who was in the innermost part of the dead end, the five of them believed that he had no way to escape, so there was no need to rush over, save physical strength.

When they arrived, the four of them stopped at 3 meters from Wu Jian. Wu Jian also tightened the handle of the sword in his hand. There was no need to talk nonsense, the four slaughtered men launched their fiercest attacks on Wu Jian, without any defensive posture. Defensive stance? In their eyes, this Wu Jian is alone, and they are afraid that from the time they meet, they will treat Wu Jian as the stew in the pot, right!?

The man with a shiny face at the front of the four of them swung down with a heavy saber and removed the head of the man in front of him. However, when he was still 1cm away from being able to remove the man's head on the cloak, the depths of his pupils dilated violently, not only the oily man, but the other three were the same. Because, the man in front of them flew up, standing firmly in front of them with his feet, 1m high, about 6m high.

At this time, they looked up to him, and the five of them had never seen such a situation. The oily man stammered at this time: "Fly, fly?" "Don't blame them for being so ignorant, in fact, the number of supernatural beings in the face of the vast Celestial Empire is really very small. Since then, they have not known of the Psychic Being.

But what about knowing? At this moment, Wu Jian moved! The next moment, the oily man immediately felt a gust of wind blowing, and took a step back cautiously, but it was too late.

Now, the oily man was horrified to find that his intestines had all flowed away, he was terrified, he panicked, he saw his dark red and white intestines for the first time in his life. He held the saber with his right index finger and thumb, and with his left hand, he tried to stuff the red and white intestines that flowed out back into his stomach as much as possible, but unfortunately the intestines were too slippery, and the more he panicked, the more he couldn't hold these intestines.

And Wu Jian watched coldly, all this. Standing in front of these four people, the knife was still in the scabbard, as if it had never been a sword or a hand.

The remaining three stood behind the gut-digging man, and through the legs of the oily man, they could see that he was bleeding all over the ground until the oily man lay on his side. A person behind him said in horror: "Xue Yuan, he, what's wrong with him!?" At this time, the other big man, the bald man, reacted, and immediately shouted in a trembling voice: "Run, run!" The other two also realized that when they came neatly, they fled in a panic.

Wu Jian still didn't have any expression, he was still calm, and he was furiously calm. That's it, watching their backs fleeing. They went from arrogance to surprise to horror, they never knew how powerful this man was, but unfortunately the three of them would never have any emotions in the next moment. At this moment, a strong whirlwind blew the three of them up.

When the bald man ran away, he only felt that there was a strong wind behind him, and then in the blink of an eye, the man in the cloak was even higher in the air than them, and then he saw the man in the cloak holding a sword in his right hand, and some of the dust and fallen leaves of the dead end swirled around the man, and then he saw the man in the cloak drop his sword, and then he couldn't feel anything.

At this moment, the leader of the big man opened his eyes wide, and the red tendons in his eyes burst out, looking at the three of them, from running away for no reason to the inexplicable and wonderful floating of the three of them, and then the mysterious cloak man, teleporting to the air higher above their heads, and then dropping the sword, they turned into a pool of blood-red dead meat, and even their heads were flattened! At this time, the murderous man immediately changed his face, as if he was frightened by a little woman, and said in horror: "You, you killed them, who are you!?" ”

Wu Jian turned around, looked at him coldly, and said, "I am the hunter, and you are just the prey." At this time, the big man wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing, and then he found that his time was uncontrollable, slowly moving down, little by little, he saw his broken neck with blood like a column of water, and then his strange and familiar figure, and then the whole world went dark.

Wu Jian was behind the man with the broken neck at this time, calmly inserted the sword into the scabbard, and slowly walked towards the south without looking back.

The blade of the wind, the sword slashes without a trace