"This little brother, have you ever killed someone?" Xia Shandao, who was walking in front, had a smile on his face, but he didn't spit out such cruel words in his mouth.

Hearing this strange question, Chen Rui remembered the tragic situation of Zhou Xiaodong's death. If you calculate carefully, Chen Rui really hasn't done it, even if Zhou Xiaodong barely died at the hands of Chen Rui, but it was also a battle in the sea of knowledge, and there was no strong stimulation of flesh and blood. And what Xia Shan is talking about must be the kind of flesh-and-blood battle, with his identity as a bandit, it is very likely to be a one-sided torture.

Chen Rui was silent, looking at Xia Shan quietly, and saw the cruelty hidden in his smile. The thief Kou Chen Rui, who cares about human life, naturally can't get used to it, his brows are furrowed, and he plans to teach this murderer a hard lesson.

"Haha, big brother, this kid is probably a chick. There is a fancy shelf, and it is estimated that even the old man has not been killed. Xia Chuan in the back sneered, as if killing people was some kind of noble act. Seeing that Chen Rui was still unmoved, Xia Chuan said again: "Boy, do you know? The sharp blade cut through the skin, and the crimson inside poured out, that kind of refreshment!

"Good brother, you are such a genius!" said his brother Xia Shan. "It's been a long time since we've eaten 'pomegranate', so let's make it with this guy's body. Look at his fine skin and tender meat, it must be very 'delicious'!"

"Yes, big brother. My knife is already grunting with hunger, you listen. Xia Chuan snapped his fingers and struck the knife, making a trembling sound.

The conversation between the two was disgusting, Chen Rui's face became more and more gloomy, and he could hear that these two people were murderous and meat-eating beasts. For the first time, his concept of being in a society governed by the rule of law was directly impacted by the law of the jungle here. Different from Zhou Xiaodong's treacherous and cunning, these two thieves were completely detached from the human code of conduct, and their hearts became colder and colder, and Chen Rui moved his murderous intent for the first time.

"You are born in vain!" Chen Rui gritted his teeth, at this moment he felt that it was not a pity for this group of scum to die.

The Xia brothers smiled and nodded to each other, as if they had expected Chen Rui's performance. Xia Chuan moved first, followed the cliff with a tap, and fell behind Chen Rui. Xia Shan and Xia Chuan went one after the other, forming a flanking attack. Seeing this, the corners of the prisoner's mouth couldn't help but curl, he knew very well about the joint battle of the two brothers. If he hadn't dealt with these two men with another brother, he estimated that the grass on the grave would have grown more than three feet by this time.

The two brothers, both of whom were armed with strange weapons, neither daggers nor daggers, with uneven serrations on them. Men of less than seven inches shimmered with cold light, and no one would question their sharpness.

"Do it!" Xia Shan suddenly shouted, holding the knife in one hand and stabbing directly at Chen Rui's abdomen from the front, and at the same time, Xia Chuan also stabbed the knife into Chen Rui's waist. These two men never directly attack people's vital points, they like to shave the flesh of their enemies with a knife, and they are also called "carving".

The spiritual power was released, and the originally broken sword body was instantly filled and turned into a sharp sword. Chen Rui planned to sacrifice the sword with these two people, so he no longer hid his strength.

The Xia brothers have been walking on the tip of the knife all year round, and their perception of murderous aura is extremely sensitive, and the moment they released their spiritual power, their body suddenly slowed down. Ignoring the inertia of acceleration, he retreated ten steps in an instant. The prisoner watching from a distance naturally did not know the current situation of the two brothers, and he only saw that the two men had not yet started fighting, and suddenly withdrew to the side, as if they were afraid of something. "What's going on?" said three points of questioning and seven points of scolding.

"What's the matter with you?" Xia Shan's facial muscles twitched, and he didn't pay attention to the prisoner but asked Chen Rui with difficulty. His heart was extremely surprised, the moment he approached Chen Rui, he felt as if he had been thrown into the icy river. Chen Rui's murderous aura was like an invisible big hand, enveloping him and making him breathless. He couldn't help but suspect that the prisoner's statement that Chen Rui had never killed anyone, that kind of cold and fierce murderous aura was obviously only possessed by soldiers who had been fighting on the real battlefield all year round. How could this young man in his twenties get such a strong murderous aura? Xia Shan glanced up at Xia Chuan on the other side again, and found that he was the same as himself, his face was ugly.

In fact, this is not to blame Xia Shan, although Chen Rui said that he had murderous intent, it was impossible for him to have such a strong murderous aura. It's just because of the ancient imprint that it has increased the fluctuation of murderous aura, and even Chen Rui himself doesn't know that there are too many secrets of this imprint, and no one can tell it clearly.

"It's nothing, your time to die has arrived!" Chen Rui didn't bother to answer, seeing that the two of them no longer stepped forward, he could only carry his sword and kill Xia Shan. Chen Rui was like a moving aura, as soon as he approached Xia Shan within five steps, Xia Shan felt that he was enveloped in murderous aura. In desperation, Xia Shan had to retreat. So the two of you chased me back and forth in the cracks in the mountains. As for Xia Chuan, he was waiting for an opportunity to move, but Chen Rui had the intention to take precautions, and he hadn't found an opportunity to start for the time being.

The painting prisoner was extremely annoyed, one of the Xia brothers was chased and ran, and the other was gagging on the side, obviously not working hard. Thinking of the half of the box of silver taels in Ma Sanyao's room, the painting prisoner couldn't hold it anymore, he raised the big axe and killed Chen Rui personally. When the Xia brothers saw that the prisoners had also joined the battlefield, they immediately had confidence in their hearts. The trio will strike together, and even a battle-hardened veteran will be defeated by them.

Painting prisoners is to split the mountain axe all the way, this kind of martial arts is to split Huashan with strength, and I am invincible, which can just avoid the influence of Chen Rui's murderous aura. "Bang", the giant axe collided with the sword. Chen Rui's sword cut off half of the giant axe that drew the prisoner like chopping melons and vegetables, and ordinary weapons were vulnerable in front of magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

It wasn't until the sharpened axe blade fell to the ground that the prisoner noticed that the sword in Chen Rui's hand had changed.

"Sword, sword!?"

Not only did he draw prisoners, but the Xia brothers were shocked with him. This supreme sword skill of the sword-wielding man actually appeared alive in front of their eyes, and he was still a young man in his early twenties.

"How can it, maybe!?" the prisoner opened his mouth wide, and he saw that Chen Rui's sword was covered with a hazy white light, and it was swallowed out from time to time, just like the legendary sword. With a "chuckle" in his heart, the prisoner knew that he might have kicked the iron plate this time. I was scared in my heart, and I suddenly had the idea of retreating.

No matter how ferocious the painting prisoner and the Xia brothers were, they were mortals after all, and they had never seen the weapons of the cultivation realm, so they naturally imagined the aura of the magic weapon as a legendary sword. Chen Rui looked at the three of them with incredible faces, knowing that they had misunderstood him, but he didn't explain, and slashed at Xia Shan again with his sword.

Xia Shan was disturbed by surprise and murderous intent, and he couldn't dodge, and was directly slashed open by Chen Rui with a sword. Blood gushed like a spring, Xia Shan's eyes gradually lost color, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

"Big brother!" Xia Chuan roared angrily, he watched his brother being slashed by Chen Rui with a sword, but he couldn't do anything.

"Oh, you actually have feelings?" Chen Rui stared at Xia Chuan with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, both surprised and teasing. For this kind of beast that eats people and drinks blood, Chen Rui did not have a trace of pity in his heart, and the killing intent burst out from Chen Rui's body, and Xia Chuan trembled in it. Even though his brother's death made him angry, the chill from hell still discouraged his determination to fight to the death.

"Coward!" Chen Rui sneered, and stabbed Xia Chuan again. The reason why I don't deal with the prisoner for the time being is because he is the head of the bandits, and if you have any questions, you can naturally ask him, this Xia brother is useless, just kill him. Chen Rui didn't know at this time that his state of mind was completely controlled by the imprint of the ancients, like a bloodthirsty murderer.

In order to survive, the prisoner naturally took the opportunity to escape in reverse, but unfortunately in less than ten seconds, he heard Xia Shan's screams. Now he only prayed that Xia Chuan would hold on for a few more seconds, and that he would have a chance to escape from this place. As for the box of silver in Ma Sanyao's house, he has long since made up his mind, and he is not afraid of running out of firewood to keep Qingshan, and the bandits have their own survival rules for bandits.