Xia Qingyang's face turned cold when he heard this, and he continued to play the necromancy quietly and quietly, feeling a trace of soul power entering his body, and he actually had an incomparably fulfilling feeling.

Half a cup of tea passed, and a slight crisp sound suddenly came from somewhere in the body, and without looking, Xia Qingyang also knew that it was the eleventh soul aperture that had been opened.

He stood up happily, only to see two teenagers staring at him with strange expressions, and where they were standing, next to the poisonous sand grass.

A burly young man with a strong breath saw him stand up, and said suspiciously: "You killed this poisonous scorpion?"

As soon as the words came out, the thin, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks beside him, and the treacherous young man next to him stabbed him with his arm, and said first: "How is it possible, I think this friend is also here to pick up the cheap, it's better to do this, the three of us are exactly one piece each, you have the hunting knife, we want this poisonous sand grass and poisonous scorpion, how about it?"

Xia Qingyang sneered in his heart: If this hunting knife is really an ownerless thing, I would have taken a big advantage in this distribution, but unfortunately, this hunting knife was originally the master's.

He was about to speak, but he heard the sturdy young man say, "This hunting knife is good, I want it too." ”

"Get out!" Xia Qingyang was too lazy to talk nonsense with this kind of person, so he simply ordered the eviction of customers.

The two teenagers were stunned, and laughed angrily, you look at me, I look at you, it seems that I have encountered something very incredible, and it took a while to come to my senses, the fierce young man's face turned cold, and he said lightly: "Originally, I had to kill you for the word you, but today I have killed a lot of people, but I am a little tired, and your luck is indeed good." ”

"So I have to thank you?" Xia Qingyang suddenly felt that these two people were quite interesting, put away his initial contempt, and were able to recognize the poisonous sand grass at a glance, indicating that he still had some knowledge, and the evil aura of his body also proved that he was not bragging if he killed many people, and his martial arts skills should be quite attained.

Sure enough, after listening to Xia Qingyang's words, the sturdy young man raised his eyebrows, and said with a calm face: "Thank you is no need, seeing that your arm is useless, it is better to just stay, and if you meet someone who wants to kill you again, you may be able to win a little sympathy." ”

Xia Qingyang shook his head and smiled: "I don't know if you are really strong, or if you are short of IQ, and you will say so much as soon as you come up, aren't you afraid that I am a one-star soul master?

"A one-star soul master will have his arm cut off?" The thin young man's eyes shrank when he heard this, full of disbelief, but his face was a little more solemn, and the sturdy young man smiled dumbly: "Even if it's really a one-star soul master, what if I haven't killed it." ”

One-star soul masters, even including nine-star soul masters, have not yet left the category of ordinary people, in the final analysis, the battle still relies on strength, speed and skill, so ordinary people with superb martial arts skills can kill ordinary soul masters under certain conditions, such as Xia Qingyang killed Uncle Ping that day.

Therefore, before being promoted to an elite soul master and being able to use powerful soul skills, there is still a theoretical and factual possibility of being killed when an ordinary soul master fights against someone with superb martial arts, and this possibility is almost zero for an elite soul master.

Especially for Xia Qingyang, who had killed a one-star soul master, he was more cautious and cautious in this regard, always observing the two of them, the two teenagers, including the thin man, were quite familiar with each other's muscles, and there were thick calluses on their hands, which was caused by holding tools for many years, seeing that the two of them were not wearing swords outside, they should be short weapons such as daggers.

This young man said that he had killed a one-star soul master, Xia Qingyang did not doubt it, because what he said was very natural and casual, not like it was made up.

Xia Qingyang suddenly made a move at this time, tiptoeing, twisted up, clenched his left hand into a fist, and a white soul star appeared on the back of his hand.

"What a one-star soul master!" exclaimed the thin boy.

The fierce young man's eyes lit up, and his face was full of surprise: "It's a good time!" With a loud shout, the hands shrunk in his sleeves suddenly burst out, and with a light wipe on his waist, two daggers appeared in his hands and met him fiercely.

Although Xia Qingyang had the soul star in his hand, he couldn't eat the sharpness of the dagger, so he didn't dare to make a hard connection, so he could only wait for the opportunity to attack other parts, but he was left and one-handed, and the subtlety of the move was greatly reduced, and the speed was much slower due to the influence of his right arm.

On the other hand, the sturdy young man was thick and thin, and a pair of daggers flew up and down, making it very delicate, as if he was a woman.

Xia Qingyang saw that there was no flaw to be found in the upper three roads for a while, but he was almost hit by a dagger several times, his heart moved, and he suddenly mobilized the soul star to the instep of his foot, and one foot suddenly kicked out, and changed the attack to the next plate.

Unexpectedly, the young man was proficient in fists and feet, not only was he solid in the next game, but he was also very good at his legs, he could always skillfully avoid Xia Qingyang's hard fighting, and he could also seek a counterattack, coupled with the cooperation of the two daggers, he forced Xia Qingyang back for a while.

"One-star soul master, that's just it!" the sturdy young man sneered and attacked wildly, obviously wanting to quickly resolve the battle.

Xia Qingyang had already withdrawn and retreated, bending down to pick up the hunting knife on the ground.

Seeing this, the sturdy young man stopped and said with a smile: "Does a one-star soul master also need to rely on weapons to fight me? ”

Although Xia Qingyang's face was a little unbearable, he didn't want to have a verbal dispute with him, and the hunting knife in his hand was shocked, and he stepped forward again and fought with him.

With a hunting knife in hand, Xia Qingyang's combat power suddenly increased several times, slashing horizontally and vertically, picking and poking and cutting, relying on the sharpness of the hunting knife to make it all a hard trick, the fierce young man seemed to know that this hunting knife was powerful, and he didn't take it hard, and the two daggers were well-founded, and they were very disciplined.

The so-called one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, Xia Qingyang's left hand is a little less flexible, and he was almost hit by a dagger several times, but fortunately, the young man was also afraid of his hunting knife, and he didn't dare to force him too much, otherwise he would have been injured.

The two of them fought for tea and kung fu, and their physical strength was quite abundant, but the young man's spirit seemed to be in a trance, and his moves gradually became slow, and many exquisite tricks were not in place.

Xia Qingyang secretly said ashamed, the dignified one-star soul master actually needed to use the strange function of the hunting knife to win, but he also knew in his heart that even if his right arm was intact, if he didn't have the hunting knife to rely on, he really didn't dare to say that he could win this battle.

Although he has not learned any advanced martial arts seriously, but in Houjiazhai ten years of practice are the most practical combat skills, experienced the real training with wild beasts in the mountains, a body of actual combat kung fu is definitely not weak, but I didn't expect that today under the hands of this young man can not take advantage of the slightest.

This young man looks strong, and his style is also strong, but he takes a subtle route when he shoots, although it is a dagger, but it does not have a trace of fireworks, and even every move and style still has a trace of beauty.

Xia Qingyang saw that the other party was affected by the hunting knife, and suddenly shouted, the hunting knife in his hand suddenly accelerated, the speed and strength advantage of the one-star soul master were fully reflected, the hunting knife was cut in the air, and the fierce young man hurriedly dodged, but at this time, his movements were not as flexible as before, and he did not dodge all of them, and was slashed on the shoulder by the hunting knife, blood gushed out, and the skin and flesh were turned over.

The young man was furious and did not retreat but advanced, and the two daggers suddenly stabbed left and right without any tricks, which was actually a trick to fight for life.

Where was Xia Qingyang willing to play with him, he took a step back sharply, and slashed the hunting knife in front of his chest with his backhand.

Click! When the cold light of the blade of the hunting knife burst out, the two daggers of the young man were disconnected from the middle in unison.

The sturdy young man stopped in mid-air with both hands, stunned for a moment, a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, holding the remaining half of the dagger with both hands, and his body rushed forward half a step, straight into Xia Qingyang's chest.

Xia Qingyang's eyes were cold, and he was angry in his heart: I don't know what to do, you're not welcome at the moment, while dodging sideways, the hunting knife slammed up quickly, and with a suppressed muffled snort, a severed finger flew down from the air.

The hunting knife was so fast that the severed finger had already hit the ground, and the blood had not yet flowed out.

The sturdy young man was really strong, he didn't even look at the severed finger on the ground, he screamed violently, the bones of his whole body clicked, the clothes on his upper body were torn inch by inch, and his muscles seemed to be inflated.

"What kind of evil skill is this? Are you going to fight hard?" Xia Qingyang clenched the hunting knife in his hand, although he had doubts in his heart, his subordinates did not dare to hesitate, and took two steps forward, wanting to strike first.

Unexpectedly, the thin young man who had been watching the battle at this time suddenly turned around and ran, scurrying wildly without looking back.

Both of them were stunned, and then their faces changed, and their eyes fell to the corner at the same time, and the poisonous sand grass was gone!

"Bastard!" the sturdy boy scolded angrily, and was about to chase after him.

Xia Qingyang was also dumbfounded by this result, and when he saw the young man leaving, he said coldly: "Just leave?"

"Then what are you waiting for?" The young man's face sank when he heard this, and he said angrily: "Lao Tzu has dropped a finger, if you want to work hard, I will accompany you, although your knife is a little evil, I am not afraid." ”

If you're really not afraid, you won't mention it, this person is really interesting. Xia Qingyang put away the hunting knife and said with a smile: "My name is Xia Qingyang, what do you call it?"

"Iron Bull!" said the sturdy boy in a sullen voice, obviously still angry at being put on the thin boy's side.

"Forget it, you can't be angry with this kind of person, time is urgent, let's hurry first. Xia Qingyang took the initiative to invite, he felt that this person was a good person.

But he didn't want people to appreciate it, so he snorted: "Cut off one of my fingers, I have to get it back sooner or later." After that, he turned and left, and after walking a few steps, he stopped and said, "You are not bad-hearted, let me remind you, don't behave too well, there is a conspiracy here." ”

Looking at the back of the young man in the distance, Xia Qingyang's expression became strange: There is actually a conspiracy among the recruiters of the Qianyang Sect? This is strange, what can you get from this group of teenagers? Attack the Terran youth, and the number is so large, I am afraid that it will cause public anger, even the eight major families may not dare to do this.

After thinking for a while, Xia Qingyang didn't have a clue, Xia Qingyang cleaned up the corpse of the green-eyed poisonous scorpion with a hunting knife, put the available materials into a mustard seed bag, and walked into a cave at random.

Regardless of his conspiracy, I will rush out of the labyrinth as soon as possible, and then enter the Qianyang Sect to complete my mother's last life while cultivating, this is the most important thing at present.

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